Unlike the rumors, I am not dead nor have I been held in a white slavery ring some where in the middle east. I am home and have been for almost a week. This surgery was like nothing compared to the last though I now have a total of eight screws. I avoid magnets though I find myself strangely attracted to them. My sister is still here spoiling the heck out of me. She hears my feet on the floor and gets the coffee brewing. We watch movies, play a few games and sit on the deck so I can get some air. Stories-oh do I have stories, less of the surgery than its aftermath, but I am waiting until Sheila leaves on Saturday to start Coffee every day, but I wanted to take the chance to thank all of you for the well wishes, the humor and the suggestions, but I really don’t think my body can be contorted into those strange positions some of you have suggested.

Hang in there-I really am coming back!! Thank you all, my dear friends!!

Today is the 50th anniversary of the Peace Corps. We celebrate the service of over 200,000 past and current volunteers in a total of 139 countries. Volunteers serve for 27 months but their service is ever lasting, a life-defining experience.

Joining the Peace Corps was the best decision I ever made.