“There are no such things as curses; only people and their decisions”

The sun predicted for today has yet to appear. It is cloudy and damp. I could feel the moisture in the air when Gracie and I went out to get the papers. It made me feel a bit chilly and I wished I had put on a sweatshirt. The house, though, with all the doors and windows closed is warm.

We’re going out today, Gracie and I, to the dump, the market and Agway. My trunk is filled with trash from Thursday’s great cabinet clean-out. Gracie needs canned food and a treat or two, and I need the essentials for life: bread, coffee and cream.

My friends are coming on Tuesday for a couple of days. These are the friends I traveled with to Ghana last year. We first met in 1969 at Peace Corps staging in Philadelphia at the Hotel Sylvania. Staging is the first time the whole group of trainees get together before leaving for in-country training, and it is where we got shots, had interviews and were introduced to PC staff from Ghana. Right away we became friends and co-conspirators. The three of us skipped some of the orientation to tour Philadelphia. It didn’t take a whole lot of convincing. They were supposed to be posted in Tamale, a city 100 miles from Bolga. That would have made us neighbors. Instead, after Peace Corps found out Peg was pregnant, they were posted to New Tafo, in the south. I visited them every time I went south, and we traveled together. Just before our second year, there was an open post at my school. They were willing to join me in Bolga, and the principal agreed to make the request to Peace Corps so we became neighbors living in a duplex on the school compound. Bill had a red motorcycle. I had a grey one. We used to take day trips around Bolga. He’d take Kevin, their son, and I’d take Peg. We had adventures. I remember a couple of picnics during school holidays, one by a watering hole and another in the hills of Tongo where school boys stood and watched us the whole time. It was there an old man threatened us with the gods because he claimed we had desecrated a sacred rock by putting our small charcoal burned on it. The schoolboys said he just wanted money. We decided to take our chances. As we were leaving, Bill’s motorcycle stopped dead. It just quit running. We sort of chuckle and hoped the old man didn’t see us. The motorcycle did start right away, but it gave us pause.

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6 Comments on ““There are no such things as curses; only people and their decisions””

  1. flyboybob Says:

    There’s nothing like keeping up and seeing old friends from the ‘Good old days’. I have one friend from high school that I discovered on Facebook. He and I not only graduated sitting next to each other, but we attended the same University for our freshman year. He left school to move to California in 1966 and we didn’t communicate until a couple of years ago. He now lives in Bosman Montana. During our long period of non communication, he became a right wing ideologue who voted for Trump. In college he had no political opinions and seemed most interested in getting drunk and chasing coeds. I was also interested in coeds but was more interested in dodging the draft. He had burned his arm while trying to start a car by pouring gasoline down the carburetor and had a medical deferment.

    Today should be much cooler because a cold front came through during the night. It’s only 85 degrees at noon.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      We have been in touch for a while. I go and visit them in New Hampshire each spring and they come down here each fall. They and I are the same politically. We have shared so many times together we have amazing memories.

      Today was another delight.

  2. olof1 Says:

    We actually did see the sun shine yesterday, five minutes before it sank down behind the horizon 🙂 🙂 but I could see the sun for quite some time as a round dot behind the clouds.

    It is nasty chilly here this morning, at first we had frost but then clouds and rain arrived so now it’s both chilly and high humidity. I think it is better than hot and high humidity though because I can always dress warmer.

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      When it is cloudy here, I really miss the sun. The clouds seem to stay for days. I hope your weather changes and you get more sun.

      I always agree about the cold. I always say you can get warmer, but when it is hot, you can’t get cold. I, however, now have central air conditioning so I can get cool.

      Have a great day!


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