Karen says that I should start our annual holiday letter off because I write better than she does. Well, since it is the holiday season, I will let her slide. For my part, (Karen will add hers in a short while), I promise not to talk about politics, religion or philosophy. We are all sick of politics and you are probably only marginally interested in the latter two topics. What’s left then? Well, I was thinking that I just turned 70 in September. I never believed that I would see 30 years of age. Now here I am 4 decades later pondering the same mysteries of life that I pondered forty years ago. Feeling a little nostalgic, I got to thinking about the “firsts in my life.” For instance, my first kiss and my first job. So how about participating in a little nostalgia here and fire up your memories as well. I have posted a list of “my firsts” with my responses to each item. List is on the left with my responses to each one on the right. Can you remember your answers to my list? I would love to hear your list of firsts. Please post your FIRSTS in the comments section if you can remember what they are and don’t mind sharing.
- First day at school? — I remember just walking to school by myself
- First job? — I was a newspaper boy in Woonsocket, Rhode Island
- First promotion? — Got my first stripe in the USAF after basic training
- First car? — 1947 4 door Plymouth, cost 50 dollars in 1960
- First apartment or house? — Osceola, Wisconsin in 1967
- First child or grandchild? — Christina born in 1968 in University of Minnesota
- First day you left home? — I joined the USAF in October of 1964
- First date? — High school with a friend of mines girlfriend’s cousin
Hi all. I think I’ll stick with my firsts for the past year. My first Dulcimer Jamboree in April, 2016 in Mountain View AR where I met the dulcimer 9 years ago. A fateful meeting it was. My first chromatic travel dulcimer which I took with me to New York in Nov. My first raised bed garden this past summer made from old discarded stock tanks. It produced more food than we could eat and it was so easy to weed and harvest. My first grandson, Garrick, getting married to Kat this coming spring. My first viewing of an opera at the Metropolitan Opera in NYC. My first concert in Carnegie Hall. My first trip up the Statue of Liberty and out to Ellis Island to look for ancestors.
It’s been a full, fun and sometimes exhausting year. We still work part time to support our “snow birds” lifestyle. I’m working with start-up home care agencies, teaching and consulting, and ICD 10 coding. John has taught both on-line and residence classes. We escaped our part time work with trips down to Kentucky for Kentucky Music Week, trips to the ocean in Puerto Penasco, Mexico, and a fall anniversary trip to Bayfield, WI. And, of course, the trips back and forth from WI to AZ where John tries to find new unspoiled routes each time we go.
Juli and Rob remain in Hastings with daughter Logan as a H.S junior this year and son Garrick and fiancé Kat are fixing up a home and planning their wedding. Susan bought a home in Bloomington and accumulates mileage on her car with Sam (also a junior) in Northfield. Her eldest son Zach is a college junior at Augsburg. My son Kevin is still with LinkedIn and living in Silicon Valley, CA with his 3D printer and other tech stuff I don’t understand. Megan works with AZ Multiple Listing Services and trains realtors on their software. She writes the company blog and is about half way through her first novel. She has discovered writing and loves it.
John volunteered this past year with Interfaith Caregivers in WI and spends time with the “Cucumber Guys”—the group who daily solve the world’s problems at the Frederic Library. My “spare time” is generally spent practicing and playing with my dulcimer friends in both places.
Our good friend, Dar, frequently wears “Life is Good” t-shirts. It’s a nice saying. I’m thankful for our many blessings, friends, family and activities. We wish you a very Happy 2017 and hope to see you all in 2017.
Love, John and Karen
The year is 2015. It is the Year of the Sheep. Sheep are gentle and calm and we love their wool. We bought a sheep this year and named him Benjie. He lives in the living room and keeps us company. He is very low maintenance. It is hard to believe that the end of 2015 is only a few days away. My blog this week will be our annual Holiday letter that Karen and I both write and send out through a variety of media including snail mail, emails, hand delivery and my blog. Each year, we use this letter to sum up our lives and the events or people that have had an impact on us during the year. Probably not very exciting but this was 2015 for us.
Karen and I made a trip in January to see some very good friends in San Francisco and Karen’s son, Kevin. Karen juggled her time to be able to spend some good time with Kevin and even get a glimpse of his new job at LinkedIn. When we came back to Wisconsin, Karen was able to get some time in with her daughters Julie and Susan. Karen and Susan went out together to visit my sister Jeanine in Rhode Island for the 4th of July and had a grand time. Alas, the grandkids seem to have mostly flown the nest (Is there an empty next for Grandparents?) and it is hard to tag or catch up with them. Nevertheless, Logan, Garrick (now engaged to Kat), Sam and Zach all seem to be pursuing the typical life of most young people today. They are either in school or working and trying to really figure out what they will be when they get old like us. We see them occasionally like ships passing in the night. I suppose our snow birding between Arizona and Wisconsin also complicates the matter.
Karen and Megan now have a good thing going and each year around this time they get together for several days of baking. It becomes a mother and daughter day to schlep flour and sugar all other each other’s kitchen since they alternate houses to flour. This year we will finally get to meet Megan’s new friend Dave. After cookie baking this Saturday, we plan to go to one of his gigs and listen to his band. Dave is a guitarist and singer with a popular cover band named Furious George in Phoenix.
Aging Capriciously 