You Can Go Home Again



I hobbled my way into Packemin today to visit with some old friends and meet a new one.  I  was thrilled that the leg held up and I made it to the second floor.  The hugs and general welcome warmed my heart.  It was great to be with the people I had spent so much of my life with.

I spent some time with the math department as they labored over the geometry regents while everyone else in the school was partying (or at least relaxing knowing the work was all done.)  If I ever had second thoughts about retirement, seeing these hard working teachers got rid of those thoughts immediately.

The afternoon storm kept us in longer than we planned but I don't think anyone minded.  I think I will have to visit more often.