The Burrow

Apparently, one of the side-effects of being shot is the ability to judge children's photographs.  At least that's what Linda Solomon tried to sell me when we spoke last February.  It's as odd to me now as it was then.  Yet, somehow, without my quite knowing exactly what was happening as it was happening, I found myself agreeing to meet her at an elementary school the following Tuesday afternoon.  This is a woman to whom it is impossible to say "No." Getting there was no mean feat.  It required a driver on each end, prophyllactic pain control, dressing comfortably yet tv-apropriately, and finding footwear that would support but not burden me.  It required rearranging my nap schedule (do not laugh - naps are very healing) and insuring that someone would be home to accept our daily dinner donation.  I had to gather strength to hop with my walker all the way from the parking lot through through the front lobby and into the first conference room on the...

The Pictures of Hope greeting cards are here!   The artists were presented with their personal copies at a Reception yesterday afternoon.  They were quite pleased with the results.  The photos and description of the event will be here tomorrow.  For now, I'm reprinting the original post about this project.  It garnered more comments than most any other one I've written; Juan is aware of your proposals of marriage ladies, and he blushes in response. I don't think you'll mind revisiting the scene with me.  I was struck by the fact that when this was written I was couch-bound and relatively helpless.  Juan's at the end of 4th grade now, with A's and B's and one C.... in reading.... because it's not fun and hard. Oh, kiddo, you probably shouldn't have told me that.  I'm compiling a list of books for us to enjoy this summer. For now, as you are thinking of what I could use to tempt him, take this trip back to February.  If you want to buy the ...