2Homes*2Lives

Back Again After So Long.... Spending time at the cottage...its the end of the summer and not wanting to return to the farm. Its so beautiful here...

For 15 yrs. I have worked on the Holocaust Education Committee. I met Mrs. Renate Frydman when teaching my students about the Holocaust. Renate is one of the most amazing, devoted and compassionate human beings I have ever met. She has given her life over to educating the school children of Dayton, Ohio about the Holocaust to avoid their ever having to experience prejudice of that magnitude, as well as other forms in their lives. She single handedly set up speakers to go to the schools, formed a resource center named after she and her late husband at Wright State University, and has installed a permanent exhibit on local survivors of the Holocaust at Wright Patterson Air Force Museum (photos above). Every year I am priviledged to be inspired by her and her family. Thank you, Renate.

Daughter Beth is now in her 30's. She was born with brain damage and at the age of two we had her tiny little Jenny Linde bed next to ours to monitor her as she was on meds. for seizures. I leaned over to check her in the morning and returned to my place in bed. To my surprise, she crawled up on our bed and planted a kiss on my cheek. That has never happened since, but I can tell you it has lived in my mind over and over like a long playing movie. Any parent with a child who displays autistic tendencies and lives in their own world knows what I am talking about. Bonding is such an issue. I hug her, stroke her hair, and bond as much as she will allow. I know she loves me, but have learned to accept she cannot physically respond in kind. Our world is blessed to have her, just the way she is, as we have learned to treasure each and every simple thing life has to offer. God Bless the miracles in our lives!

Son RC called the night before asking if I wanted to attend a "Tea Party" for Evan's kindergarten at his school. I arrived and sat in the overly hot gymnasium. The woman next to me had a huge lense on her camera that intimidated me and the mother in front of me had her video camera. I came with a small digital camera with a bad battery, so had to keep turning it off and on to get enough charge for photos. In came the kindergarten classes. What was not to Love? Little girls in their Easter Dresses and ribbons in the hair. And the boys were waving like crazy at their parents and or grandparents. Evan was in the last class. He searched the crowd and finally spotted his GaGa, greeting me with a sly smile. That's all it took for me to feel that inner glow that grandparents get when they spot that little guy who means the world to them. I had not realized that this was their graduation and they were given certificates and pencils by the principal individually. Afterward we

Quinn in San Francisco Paxton In Cincinnati Nothing is more precious than a baby and these are two cuties. Quinn is the grandson of Sue, a high school and longtime friend. Paxton is the grandson of friend Judy. We taught together at the jr. high and have been friends for years. Nothing stops me cold more than seeing a beautiful baby. Enjoy!