Some people say you can never go home. In a way that’s true. When I go back to my home town, in some ways I can hardly recognize it. It’s definitely not the same place I grew up. OTOH there’s still a lot about it to love. I still have friends there. There’s still lots of open land to explore, … Read the rest
“To be in the service of others with men I respect like you all, well I shouldn’t have to ask for more than that.”… Read the rest
It’s been hectic around here lately. We’re trying to get my wife’s sister and her husband acclimated to life in the US. It’s not working out very well so far. My brother already wants to go back. I’m learning Chinese and trying to come up with things to keep him (them) occupied. They love working in our back yard, they’re … Read the rest
(Trigger warning: this will be a somewhat rambling post)
Yesterday I spent the day driving deep through the heart of enemy territory (“progressive” California) to pick up my wife’s sister and brother-in-law at San Francisco International Airport. They arrived from China, about 15 years since we started the application process so they could come here.