Loose ends

Charles' cousin Braden

After our West Coast Sojourn we went to a graduation at Oberlin, last weekend, and I saw Mom last night for only the second time in about two weeks. She was sleeping when I got there, and I sat in the room till she woke. She was confused and a little groggy and, to get her going, I showed her pictures from our trip.  When I took her to dinner, she sat staring, a terribly sad expression on her face, as if she wondered how it all had come to this. I thought she might cry, and there was nothing, really, to be said.

I lost my job a couple weeks ago -- one of many layoffs Gannett, in its infinite wisdom, has made -- and I am a little at loose ends. I am going to an interview later today, and I'm not even sure what the job is. Just a part-time job would work -- a library or a coffee shop, somewhere I can bike to, a place to go when I have to get out of the house.

I really don't have enough bad things to say about Gannett. Our local daily looks like USA Today, and it's an embarrassment. The company is run not to inform the public but to save money. It should be running a bank.

Kaia and Madeline, the graduate

Jon, Julie, Kari, Siri, Kaia, Madeline, Lydie, Charles, Rae and Robert

Pounding the skins

Julie and two sisters at Charles' Chinese Banquet

K and M