Threads

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April 25,2026- “Where have you been?”, fumed the Farmer’s Market assistant director, as she was sweeping up a pile of vegetable refuse. In the next breath, she said “Oh, that’s right, you moved to Texas to be with family,” At that point, I woke up and realized it was the day for Farmer’s Market, alright, but I was going to the Plano market-and I am not a volunteer there, The vendors all have their own tents and chairs, which they keep with them. There is no set-up/breakdown crew here, as there is in Prescott.

I read the newsletter from Prescott Farmers Market, so I know they are doing well and have a sizeable group of volunteers. Threads of nostalgia come every so often-and mostly in dreams. It seems like a healthy way for good memories to intertwine with a good feeling about my life here.

A Navy colleague of Aram’s stopped by this afternoon, with some of his family members. Turns out they live in West, TX, which is one of the places I visited on my first real Texas jaunt, in 2012. The place where they live now is a stone’s throw from the site of the fertilizer plant explosion that devastated the town in April, 2013. The town has recovered quite well from that tragedy. This is just another thread that keeps me connected to places that helped me re-establish my sense of equilibrium, after losing my wife.

At one point, this evening, there were ten of us in the house: Our family of four, the four visitors from West and two HVAC workers, who were on the last portion of the installation of a new heating and cooling unit. Hana had never seen this many people together in the house, and was actually quite happy. She smiled broadly at the visitors, while being uncharacteristically quiet. She is usually quite vocal, when we are sitting around, or when she is involved in an activity.

The threads of belonging are fashioning another fine quilt-like the ones in Arizona,in the Northeast, in the Philippines, in Canada and in parts of Europe.

Pros and Cons

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April 24,2026- In a conversation with my son last night, he went over the pros and cons of living in this house, in this city, as opposed to living closer to DFW Airport and Fort Worth. The cost of living over there is a tad cheaper, as are housing costs. It’d be a shorter commute. His glass, and mine, are half full.

On the other hand, the houses would be smaller, and it would be more difficult for me to stay with them, as well as no room for expanding the family, should it come to that. He came to the point of counting blessings, pointing out the good schools, the nice neighbourhood and decent parks nearby, lots of children-a plus for the gregarious Hana- and everything that’s needed is no more than 15-20 minutes away.

I’m fairly easy, with regard to living situations. I let go of aspects of my life like frequent travel, mountain and canyon hiking and supervising shelters for the Red Cross, in order to prioritize Hana’s getting a solid start on her life, and so that her parents may continue to earn a living. Thomas Sowell’s Trade-Off Doctrine has been top of mind for many years now. I live nicely here, get a fair amount of exercise tending to my granddaughter-and will get more, as she becomes mobile. I am at the same point, friend-wise, that I was at in Prescott, after the first four months. Things will get better, just as thy did there.

The vagaries of my online connections, which were a problem for some months, have largely been straightened out. Those who want to keep in touch with me have noted the change in my e-mail address. The rest have fallen away and that is just part and parcel of life. Major accounts are still accessible.

The pros outweigh the cons.

Recaptured

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April 23, 2026- I regained access to two critical sites today: My old g-mail and a Flickr account. When I switched Internet providers, upon moving to Texas in January, losing track of my g-mail password locked me out of that account and by extension, the e-mail-dependent Flickr. The photographic storage site’s customer support helped me get back in, and a short time later, I contacted by g-mail, offering a more secure means of accessing the old account. This means I have two g-mail accounts, and a Yahoo! address, so I won’t be out of anyone’s loop.

Many times in life, I have either lost contact with people and things that have meant a great deal to me. Some have resurfaced, a few years later; others, have returned to my circle after a few decades and some are still out there somewhere. In every case, those losses have been because I have been needed by those closest to me. The old adage, “If you love something, let it go……”, keeps coming back on replay; and that’s okay. My life of travel and community service has been set aside for the benefit of a very bright, rambunctious and captivating little girl-and I would do this a thousand times over. There is no telling how much she is going to mean to the world, but I sense it will be a great deal.

Some of what I have given up will be brought back into my life, especially if it will benefit Hana. I look forward to all of that, and to much else that I can only imagine at this point. My sense of worth and of accomplishment are what have most strongly been recaptured.

Earth Girl

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April 22, 2026- Hana was born under the sign of earth, much as her father was born under the sign of water and I, her grandfather, under the sign of fire.

I had a penchant for controlled, responsible burns, in my twenties and thirties. Earlier, I loathed arsonists for their destructive use of what I saw as a element that was cleansing, when used the right way. Fire should be controlled, with a system for extinguishing in place before the spark is even lit. My continuing connection with fire is mainly a concern with cleansing places. Clean-ups can be accomplished without burning.

Aram could while away hours playing with toy boats-in a sink, on a pond or lake. Eventually, he took his sign one step further and became a sailor. He took to swimming at age five and has never stopped. He steered a destroyer in and out of crowded harbours, around the Pacific Rim. He remains in the Navy Reserves.

Hana turned four months old today. It will be a while before we know her interests. She does look at signs, and logos on t-shirts, scanning them from right to left. She sometimes laughs at the appropriate moments, even before the rest of us are chuckling. As for any earth connection, it’s probably there. She does like sitting and watching the mother rabbit that has taken a spot in our backyard, probably getting ready to birth a litter. She also loves watching the leaves on trees being blown by the breezes (Yes, I know that’s an air sign thing.) She is dedicated to her army crawling exercises, and knows when to turn at corners and stay within boundaries. I will have a better sense of how strong her earth sign is, as the weather warms and I get her out in the yard or to the park. Will it be a passing interest, like mine with fire or abiding, like her father’s connection with water?

Happy Earth Day, everyone.

Whose Voice?

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April 21, 2026- My family had a brief “conversation”, between the three of them, about going out for a brisk walk after the adult dinner. Hana had the veto poser, since it was intended for her benefit. She “spoke” her opinion and essentially wanted to stay in. It’d been raining most of the day, and she was hungry, besides (She usually has a feeding just before bedtime). They stayed in, she had her feeding, then quietly went to bed. Mom and Dad relaxed in the family room and had a much-needed private conversation on another matter. I stayed out of both situations.

Earlier, there was some discussion about an enterprising rabbit, which was trying to collapse the cover over our lettuce patch. Aram chased it off, as I would have. While he, as property owner, has the final say in how wild animals and birds are tolerated on the property, I would focus mainly on keeping the small garden safe and leave the rest to be grazed. It saves on mowing.

People in Virginia narrowly approved a redistricting proposal that could be used to favour one party over another. The cities and suburbs voted “Yes” and rural areas, “No”. I am personally against any gerrymandering and if Texas ever came up with such a referendum, I would be a naysayer, for the simple fact that I believe every citizen of voting age should have an equal voice. I think the Legislatures should also stay out of it, and an Independent Redistricting body, in each state, should do the honours.

Basically, my take is that each person deserves empowerment, commensurate with their developmental level, from Day One. If one can understand the matter and have good reason for their opinion, then he/she should have a say. A full range of voices brings out the fuller truth.

Rounding the Corners

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April 20,2026– Hana has taught herself to turn, when she gets to a corner on the crawling mat. She had been getting frustrated at the presence of a baseboard and wall, but understood, when I lightly knocked on them, that the choice was to either move left, onto the carpet or right along the north edge of the mat. She chose to turn right. She later had a very satisfying army crawl session, and went completely around the mat, turning at all four corners.

My granddaughter’s early demonstration of common sense shows that it doesn’t necessarily take a command of language, in order for the thought process to engage. Perhaps there is a lesson here for some who either overthink things or whose minds are so bollixed up that common sense appears to have gone on permanent vacation.

I am hardly proposing “Are You Smarter Than A Four-Month Old?”, yet we could do without some of the word salads that are coming out of the mouths of some prominent people, including a few who are in leadership positions. We could do even more without the defense of inanity that follows such diatribes, in certain elements of the media.

Life is a series of rounding corners, and in many cases, of following a path out of the square or triangle into which one has been wearing a path. Hana has already figured that out, also, and has communicated to me that she wants to be able to crawl outside the mat. Once her parents and I set up a safe, clean route for that, it’ll happen.

No matter what age one is, there is no need to turn a path into a rut.

Snapped

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April 19, 2026- The news about a man killing seven of his children, and one of their friends, hit hard. It happened in Shreveport, 2 hours and 49 minutes from here. There are a thousand reasons why anyone would be prompted to kill his/her own offspring-and none of those reasons are good. There is speculation that the suspect, himself now dead, just snapped. There are survivors of the day’s events, and maybe they will shed some light on what led to the slaughter. It will pulsate for a long time.

Life, especially when stress levels are not addressed, preferably by family members who have cache with the suffering one, can be overwhelming. In my extended family, interventions have been timely and effective-in saving marriages, mentoring wayward teens and young adults and, in one case, saving a life. My parents had cache on both sides of the family, and were not shy about stepping up to help, when they saw a problem.

I had a dream last night, that Hana had been spanked for crying-not by her parents, and certainly not by me, but by another family member, indeterminate. In the dream, I was yelling at the punisher, who just shrugged their shoulders and said that’s how it is here. To be sure, in real life, none of the three of us are inclined to use corporal punishment, for any reason. Certainly, an infant would be kept safe from such a thing, especially for self-expression. Once she reaches toddler stage, her parents vow to be firm, saying and meaning “No”, when necessary, while still acknowledging her feelings and offering some limited, acceptable alternatives. The same will continue throughout her childhood and adolescence. I will support them in their efforts.

Eight tender souls, their lives snuffed out, as someone on whom they should have relied turned on them and became their executioner. It could be laid at the feet of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, on our culture of anonymity, on the shifting sands of spiritual connection, or lack thereof. It is always a wake-up call-and how many of these will be needed, before each community takes stock of its members?

What I’ve Done Lately

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April 18, 2026- The out-of-the-blue critic questioned whether I have done anything “today” for women and girls. I answered. matter-of-factly, because when someone addresses me by name, my idea of courtesy is to acknowledge what seems to be their concern. My career, protecting and educating children and teenagers aside, what I am doing NOW is to help raise a little girl to be forthright, to articulate and follow her dreams and to grow into a woman of character and strength-like her mother and maternal grandmother, like her paternal grandmother, like her great grandmothers,

That will likely mean little to the ideologue who spent too much time worrying about what a man she’s never met-and is unlikely to ever encounter-does to help womankind. Actions are never enough for someone whose anger, mindset, life experiences create a blindness that would take years of counterbalancing to relieve.

So, I consider the comment that I made, on a longtime friend’s site, about narcissists not having anyone to blame but themselves, for whatever lack of success they may have in finding a mate. Even after pondering the critic’s remarks, I hold fast to that conviction-and do not regard it as making excuses for anyone’s bad behaviour. Narcissism is a condition, not a dodge; just as, for me, autism is a condition, but does not give me a free pass to conduct myself in an untoward manner.

I will carry on, tomorrow, and for years to come, helping my granddaughter embrace life to the fullest. I will stand beside, and help, other women and girls, whenever time allows and in the manner that they request. I will address statements and actions stemming from misogyny, to the best of my ability. I will not, however, be a slave to the loudest voices in the room. One size does not fit all, and mere ideology fits few, if any.

Progress

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April 17,2026- My chiropractor saw a fair amount of progress, in the loosening up of vertebrae that had been tight after my slipping on ice, in late January. It’s nice to be on track to be where I was, spine-wise, in December of last year. My overall medical state is excellent and a dental check-up will happen soon, under new auspices.

Hana is making progress of her own, building on her mobility skills. She is also very good at making her needs known-and this afternoon, while I was “burping” her, after a feeding, she spat up some and it got on my shoulder. She immediately pulled her head off my shoulder and fussed at me until I actually noticed the spots, a few seconds later. She notices changes in furniture and in what one of us is wearing. Not having much language yet, her visual focus tells the story.

Aram and Yunhee are each solving problems, in their respective job sites. The cybersecurity and logistics industries are lucky to have such proactive and dedicated workers. That’s not just me being prejudiced; each of them is working past hours, putting the actual task in front of them as the criterion for when to stop. on a given day.

On a wider level, humanity is making more progress towards solving various environmental problems. It may not be universal, by a long shot, but National Geographic has identified 33 people who are actively making inroads into specific problems, from ocean health to climate-friendly housing. Some of these folks are famous: Harrison Ford, Russell Westbrook, Stella McCartney and Shailene Woodley. Others, like Francis Kere and Lauren Eatwell, are bound to become well-known, for their efforts.

May your own efforts at improving your family’s and community’s well-being likewise make a difference, as the days roll by!

Reading

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April 16,2026– As part of my activities with Hana, I read to her for 15-20 minutes, each post-feeding session, before I put her on the mat for her stretching and crawling practice. I have read her a few small cloth books and several small picture books. Around the time she reached three months, I started reading “Heidi”, by Johanna Spyri. It was one of the books that Penny had as a child. Hana pays attention quite well, especially when I change my voice for different characters, like the mercurial but loving Grandfather or the sullen but efficient Fraulein Rottenmeier.

I hope to impart to her a love of the printed word, both as a listener and as a reader. I learned to read basic words around age four, and mastered phonetics by the age of six. Aram was able to read by the age of five. Hana focuses on the words that are on some of the t-shirts I wear around the house, and I tell her what they say, several times a day, when we are together. When she is able to sit without assistance, I will start introducing letter cards and familiarizing her with the sounds associated with each letter.

Around age two, I hope to start introducing short words on cards, and have her repeat the sounds. Of course the read aloud activities will continue, even after she starts pre-school. I look forward to talking with her about the books we read-what she likes and dislikes about the book; who her favourite and not favourite characters are and why. Most importantly, I want to encourage her to think about what is read.

The printed word has been, in many ways, a medium that kept me grounded, while at the same time expanding my horizons. I wish the same for my grandchild.