My friend Kathy Cassidy wrote:
No one has tagged me for this meme, for which I am grateful. I have been tagged a couple of times for other things, but I have never posted them because I always felt that I would then have to tag others at the end, and that feels too much like a chain letter for me to feel comfortable with it. I decided to break all the rules and do this meme anyway.
If you read this, and haven’t done your own seven things, please do. I won’t tag you, but I’d love to read them. C’mon. Break the rules with me.
Thanks, Kathy. I like breaking the rules. Here are my seven things.
1. I made white gold wedding rings for my husband and me which cost about $30.00 . Bill and I were married in 1976. Our honeymoon was 8 summer weeks of traveling across the US in a blue Dodge van (complete with shag carpet) camping and hiking in National Parks. We still wear our wedding rings and will celebrate our 33rd anniversary in June.
2. I’ve never broken a bone and now that I’ve said this, I hope I never do!
3. My dad died at age 60 after a six-month fight with pancreatic cancer. His death was 25 years ago, this month and I still miss him. My dad loved participating in our lives when we were growing up. I wish that he could have seen my children grow up. He knew my daughter for 4 short years and my son for only 1 year. I also wish that he could have known me as I grew as a parent, a professional and a person.
4. I don’t like school but I love to learn.
5. I’m basically shy. Although some folks who know me have a hard time believing this, it is true. I have to work really hard to engage in conversations with people I don’t know, “mingle” at parties and feel comfortable in crowds.
6. My first job ever was when I started teaching.
7. I spent the night on a Czech barge and drank Russian vodka with the crew. Between my sophomore and junior year, I backpacked around Europe with 2 other friends. It was “Europe on $5 a Day”. After traveling down the Danube, we arrived in Vienna and could not find a place to stay that fit our budget. We were approached by a guy who said, “I am a kook. You can stay on my boat.” Turns out he was a cook on the barge and invited us to spend the night on board. We had a great time that evening and slept in an unused room. Before dawn, we felt the barge moving. Our adrenaline levels were high as it was not a good time to be an American in Czechoslovakia. We scrambled to the deck, figuring we were headed to Czechoslovakia. The barge was just repositioning in the harbor and as soon as it stopped we “jumped ship” and hurried out of there.


