Donna, my wife, grew up in California, while I grew up in Idaho. The differences in our lives can starkly be seen in how we view the temperature. In the winter, as the temperature in Idaho gets down to zero or below, trying to get Donna to venture outside is next to impossible. In fact, anything below thirty-two degrees, freezing, pretty much puts the kibosh on her outdoor activity.
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I knew that Brent had gone on an extended vacation, so when he returned, I asked him how it went. "Well, I learned some things about myself, and I also learned some things about my family and what not to do," he said. When I asked him what he meant, he told me the story.
Before I left my wife and daughter to camp for the week, a camper pulled into the spot beside ours. We greeted the new neighbors, an older couple, and became instant friends. Their little dog was friendly and seemed to be very smart. "What's his name?" Elli asked. "Chico," our neighbors answered.
Leona was someone who thought deeply about things, and when she spoke, what she said always seemed wise. This occasion was no different. "Daris," she said, "do you know what I like to look at when I look at someone? I like to look at two things," she said. "I like to look at a person's hands and shoes. And do you know why? You can learn a lot about a person by their hands and their shoes."
Despite my lack of musical talent, over the years, due to my wife and children's interests in music, I have associated with quite a few musicians. I often find it interesting to learn how different musicians chose their instruments. One fun story was related to us by a physician that played in a community orchestra with my wife. He played the bassoon.
Cindy excitedly came into the sewing room where her mother was busy mending overalls. "Mom, guess what I got Dad for Fathers' Day!" Janet looked up from her sewing and smiled. "My guess would be some new tool, probably a hammer." "Oh, Mom," Cindy said. "You have no imagination."