Life Moments
Personal and family moments preserved in the archive outside the main editorial category architecture.
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What I’m about, through my daughter’s eyes
Note: this was originally published in my Hometown Heritage newspaper column, date 1-1-11 I visited Memory Lawn Cemetery in my hometown of Natchitoches, La., with my daughter this past week. And it brought hope to my…
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Last day at Ms. Na’s
I just dropped Kaleigh off at Ms. Na’s daycare for the last time. End of an era. Ms. Na has taken care of Kaleigh since she was six weeks old…through the sicknesses and hopitalizations, she’s been…
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Look at map … reorient … walk 50 ft … repeat
I’ve decided I am directionally hopeless. It’s bad enough on a grid, but give me streets that curve and slope and go round and through parks where folks drive and walk on the opposite side I’m…
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NA-deee-NAA!
After calling Nadina and subsequently dropping off my bag at her flat, I decided to wander a bit (with my map, of course!) until she got off work. Instead of the hoped-for bookstore, the path led…
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Misconceptions: Part 1
Why did I think that London was the cradle of Caucasian-ism? Nadina’s, flat is in a very nice area, just about five minutes from the train station (and McDonald’s!) and whites are a distinct minority. Thinking…
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Stepping into a new reality
After finally tracking down a ticket agent and getting my oyster card, it was off to the tube, Picadilly Line to Knightsbridge. The ride is about 45 minutes, with stovepipes and roofs flashing by. Emerging from…
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Arrival at Heathrow
I must admit, nine hours of attempted sleep on an airplane tends to dampen one’s excitement about travel. But the ride was uneventful and the flight was light enough that most of us had two or…
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Taking off for London
At the Houston airport, waiting to board the flight to Heathrow. With the monthlong saga of the board report and meeting over, I am finally allowing myself to feel some excitement about the trip. One track…