Voting

A good day dressed up in a beautiful crisp Fall morning!  Standing in the voting line, I had lovely butterflies in my stomach as I contemplated just how wonderful a process this all is; how central such a seemingly simple thing is to the progress of humanity. The occurrence of free election can release the progressive mind to a sense of faith in humankind and the future.  As I stood there, my heart was full of the wisdom it all represented.

Then I remembered that all these other people in line were going to get to vote as well and that caused me to contemplate the results of elections past and the state of government in the present…it ruined the whole thing. Once inside, low and behold someone is trying to amend the Arkansas constitution to let idiots and the insane vote!? Jesus! I thought to myself, you mean they are not already?!

In Eygpt, Be Careful Who You Smile At

You have to be careful whom you smile at in Egypt. Before elaborating, let me tell you that we are having a fabulous time in Cairo. I think it is in large part due to having personal guides - our sons, who seem to have lived here all their lives. Everything is so alien, without them we would likely feel isolated as spectators rather than participants. Such estrangement detracts from absorption/connection with the culture. With the boys, we are instantly at home and the result is wonderful. It helps I am sure that the people are so very friendly, not in the least aloof or distant, as you will learn more fully when I get back to the smile.

A Sunny Day

The other night all the kids were over. When it came time for the Phillip unit to go home, Lizy asked James if he would like to stay with us overnight, to which he promptly said yes - a departure from recent trends. Shortly thereafter the question arose as to where he would like to sleep; with Becky in her bed, in Sid's bed, or ,Becky suggested, with granddaddy Bruce in Becky's bed. To my surprise he immediately responded affirmatively to the last suggestion.