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               Monday, September 3 2002 

No rest for the wicked

My consolation on my recent vacation, especially as it drew to a close, was that a holiday weekend, Labor Day, was just around the corner. That would provide the much-needed "vacation from my vacation" I longed for. But in recent years it seems there has been no such thing as a holiday weekend or even a weekend. I haven't spent a day in San Francisco, only 50 miles away from where I live, for years, though I used to have at least an afternoon there several times a month.

On my first trip to Europe when I was 23, flying in a charter plane filled with young adults and teenagers attending an international youth congress in Switzerland, I overheard a school teacher-peer recounting her several visits to Paris and adding up the total days she'd spent there. She was a young woman that I admired for her exceptional intelligence and sophistication tempered with what seemed genuine piety, so I paid attention. I'd never thought of keeping track of special places and getaways like that. It inspired me to plan to revisit Europe the next year, but that was impossible, and "next year" turned into 29 years before I was able to make such a trip again.

However, as I lowered my expectations of revisiting Europe in my youth, I realized that, as a resident of Southern New Jersey I could visit New York occasionally. I also realized that this was probably a rare opportunity, feeling down deep that I wouldn't be that close to New York or anywhere so challenging and stimulating for many years. So I then became one of the best patrons of the Trailways two-hour shuttle service between Philadelphia and New York, visiting the Big Apple for one weekend most of the rest of the months I lived there. I've always been glad I took that cue and gave myself that "urban plunge" assignment.

Now it's mostly a self-imposed discipline that keeps me from the outings to San Francisco or the nearby coastal beaches that I love; mostly it's the discipline of getting out a postcard emailing to the mailing list every day, even when I'm on extended vacations. Having an email subscription list is reminiscent of the years when my parents owned cows...we could never be away from the farm more than eight hours,

—Webmaster Jon Kennedy

Entering Texas (series)

  • Our women hunt, fish, and drive trucks - because they want to. Our women are some of the best looking in the country.
  • We open doors for women. That applies to everyone regardless of age!
  • No, there's no "Vegetarian Special" on the menu. Order steak. Order it rare. Or, you can order the chef's salad and pick off the two pounds of ham and turkey.
  • When we fill out a table there are three main dishes: meats, vegetables, and breads. We use three spices- salt, pepper, and Tabasco sauce!
  • You bring "Coke" into my house it better be brown, wet, served over ice, and plenty of it!
—Sent by Mike Harrison

Thought for today

Above all things, never be afraid. The enemy who forces you to retreat is himself afraid of you at that very moment.

Andre Maurois

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