Archive for March, 2008

A picture that tells a story

My mother’s father was a young child when he came to this country in the last part of the nineteenth century. He was born in a little town in Germany that isn’t there anymore. His parents, for whatever reason, took him and his siblings onto a boat and headed off to this mysterious place called [...]

Friday’s feast (again and a day late…)

After I spent 3 hours working on actual work stuff this morning, then I spent the afternoon chasing my tail, getting my non broken car not fixed. To do this I had to drive 30 miles one way to the dealership where my brother works and sit for an hour so he could tell me [...]