Despite the fact that my father has spent more time writing (books, poems, essays and short stories) since his retirement from teaching than anything else, there does not exist a single photo of him in the act. That situation has now been rectified and I have a nice series of him at work in his study. We are in Schenectady for the Thanksgiving holiday with my parents and sister Alissa’s family.
Today I arrived home to find pies everywhere. Thanksgiving time finds Jeanine in the kitchen usually cooking with friends and always creating food for the soul.
This evening after dinner the kids all gathered around the computer and collaborated on a Garage Band musical composition. The result was outstanding. Even better was the interaction and cooperation they demonstrated while creating their master piece. Every once in a while we get the idea that maybe this parenting business is working out.
This morning the Concord United Over 40 soccer team competed for the Division 1 championship. This was my team before moving up to the Over 50 squad last season. I was happy to photograph the match when asked although the 18 degree air temperature with sub zero wind chill added to the challenge. Concord scored first to take the lead mid way through the second half. Acton-Boxborough equalized off a direct kick, pictured here, to force a penalty kick shot out which they won. the full set of photos can be seen here. Kyle was also in action at the same soccer complex tying his first game and winning the second decisively.
Jeanine and I were proud of our little dog who studied diligently in preparation and was undaunted by the audience of several hundred town residents.
Maya’s team name was the Perfect Puppies. They were perfect through 8 rounds and stumbled on “recitation” finishing in second place.
This evening Maya participated in the town wide spelling bee with teammates, Sarrinagh and Lydia.
Last night after a nice dinner with fellow board members at a sushi restaurant I drove through Monument Circle on the way back to my hotel. The Indianapolis Power & Light building was lit up in patriotic fashion as is the custom. Next week the lights which are strung from the peak of the war memorial will be illuminated forming the world’s tallest Christmas tree.
On the way into my board meeting this morning I drove past our old home in Indianapolis and was able to shoot this image through the window of my car while driving by (not a recommended practice for good photography or accident free driving). Although I love living in Concord, there are many things I miss about this 80 year old classic English Tudor that was our home for 8 years. Heating 9000 square feet of poorly insulated living space is not one of them and the first thought that came to mind on this particularly cold November morning.
I worked in Cambridge today and grabbed a 7PM flight for Indianapolis via Chicago. Once a year I participate in an all day strategic planning session for an Indy-based private company called Cine-tal on whose Board of Directors I serve. I believe O’Hare is the only airport in which you will encounter the skeleton of a dinosaur while making connections. Despite more than a hundred visits with this particular fellow, I never cease to be amazed and always pause to enjoy the moment which places me in the good company of most children but few adults.
Jeanine returned yesterday from a 5-day trip to Indianapolis. She joined her sisters there to close on the sale of her father’s home and continued the work of finalizing his estate. She was able to take a break and visit with her nephew’s son, Bradley. She also had a chance to connect with dear friend Monica Frost for a dash of fun and relaxation amidst the otherwise work packed visit.
With the leaves down, the tree house affords a great view of the pond behind our house from one side and the horse farm on the other.
A nice detail of the ladder and proud owner of her first home.
Maya requested an elevator bucket so we added a rope hoist to one side.