In August of 1993 I went with my parents to Japan. We traveled with my uncle Carl, who was living there at the time, visiting Tokyo, Tokushima, Hiroshima, Osaka, and Kyoto. See an album of my photos from the trip.
In the summer of 1993, I was the delegate from Oklahoma to the Department of Energy's Supercomputer Honors Program ("Superkids") at Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory. Because I wasn't allowed to bring my camera into the lab, most of my photos are from the off-site banquet at the end of the two weeks.
Shin'en Kan was a home built in Bartlesville, Oklahoma for Joe Price by eccentric architect Bruce Goff. It burned to the ground in 1996 in a presumed arson, though no one was ever prosecuted.
See my album of photos from spring, 1994.
Big news since I last wrote: after ten good years in Emporia, we sold our house and are moving to Omaha, to be closer to Jessie's family. Jessie has a new job, and I'll continue to do the same work from home. But probably the most interesting part of the story is that our house sold in just two hours! I want to emphasize that we are very grateful to the buyer and hold her in the highest respect, and if she's reading this, we hope she understands that we were just surprised by her enthusiasm for the property.
Back in April of 2014, while looking for a cause of my periodic fatigue (which turned out to be gluten intolerance), I got diagnosed with Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia (CLL). It's a form of cancer usually found in elderly people (though I was 37), and being chronic it's usually something you die with, not of.
There are a variety of reasons why we've fallen mostly silent on this blog...
- The software got harder for us to use, and I didn't stay on top of updating it.
- Most of our friends are on Facebook, so we got in the habit of just posting stuff there.
- We got even busier -- Jessie with grad school, me with medical issues.
Fortunately there's light at the end of all three tunnels, so we hope to re-emerge soon!
In June of 2008 we attended a friend's wedding in Las Vegas. See an album of our photos from the trip.
I've hesitated to publish this story because it's not flattering to someone that we know, but enough time has passed that I hope we can all laugh about it. We don't mean to poke fun, but it does make a good story.
[posted to the Wheeled Migration Yahoo Group on June 24, 2005]
I made it! I'm writing from St. Paul, the end of my wheeled migration. Here's what happened in the final week...
I strained my right Achilles tendon just before I wrote you last time, so I made an effort to cut down on my daily miles. I decided to forego the Midwest Renewable Energy Association's annual Sustainability Fair this weekend (you may recall I visited their location in the second week of my trip and nothing was going on at that time) because I'd have to ride fast and hard for six days... besides, it happens every year. My joints are feeling much better now.