“A good friend knows all your best stories, but a best friend has lived them with you.”
Today will be another warm day, 69°. It is partly cloudy, and the clouds will hang around all day. Yesterday I took a ride. All the oak trees are filled with brown leaves just waiting to fall. They add an odd color to the trees along the roadside. My deck and front lawn are covered in leaves. When I walk through them in the front, I shuffle my feet as I go. The sound brings me back to when I was a kid walking in the gutters filled with leaves and kicking them as I walked.
My friends are arriving this morning. With them I have the most amazing memories of Ghana. They lived in the south. I visited them and traveled with them on school holidays. Their house was on a second floor. It didn’t have running water. They had little houses in the backyard. It was a run some times to get there, but Peace Corps volunteers get quite adept at timing the run. Bill hauled water from the town well.
There was an opening for an English teacher at my school as another volunteer had left . She had been unhappy the whole school year. She seldom even spoke to me, just a hello as we passed each other. I asked Bill and Peg if they wanted to come north to Bolga. They did. We still wonder how that was accomplished as all our communication was by mail. I convinced my principal who spoke with Peace Corps. Bill and Peg moved to my school and lived in the other side of my duplex. We ate dinner together every night. We listened to music and we played games. We played Password so many times we had the cards memorized. We played an alphabet word game. We had paddle ball contests. My mother had sent one in a package. We got so good we paddled well into double figures on each turn then catastrophe struck. The elastic broke. We both had motos and took day trips around the town. We had fun. We had each other.
I have a concert today, and Bill and Peg will be there. I am so excited to have someone I know in the audience. I will sign autographs at the end.
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November 7, 2024 at 8:15 pm
Hi Kat,
Today was another cloudy day with a high of 73° and breezy.
Your choice of music today was fantastic.
The saga of my slab leak continues. Maybe we will have new floors by New Years Day. 🙂 Yesterday we developed a water leak from upstairs that caused water to come from my kitchen ceiling. It turned out that the toilet in the main bathroom, it’s water storage box became lose from the bowl and was dripping water. The plumber showed up quickly and fixed the leak. Now I have to get the kitchen ceiling repaired. Ugh, the joys of home ownership.
November 7, 2024 at 11:01 pm
Hi Bob,
It was 73° here as well. We mostly had sun.
Thanks on the music!
I have work needing doing here as well. First I need a plumber for the toilet and the kitchen faucet. I also need my fridge repaired. I need a new outside fence, but I’m dragging my feet on that as the old fence is covered in a the most glorious August blooming flowers. I hope they can be saved.