April 7, 1912

April 7, 1912 – birth of my mother in Minneapolis Minnesota. She lived a full life, passing in the year 2000 at age 88.

She lived in Minneapolis Minnesota, Omaha Nebraska, Winchester Massachusetts, Belmont Massachusetts, Kathmandu Nepal, and Maui Hawaii.

She was a college graduate, graduating from Connecticut College for Women in 1932, a Physics Major. She earned a Masters Degree later in life. A Master’s Degree in Library Science from Simmons College in Boston in 1962. It was a proud moment for me to see her walk across the stage to receive her degree.

She served in the U.S. Peace Corps 1964-66. She was in one of the first Peace Corps groups to go to Nepal. The training program for her group was held at the University of Oregon in Eugene. At that time I was studying at UC Berkeley and I was able to visit her in Eugene and meet the other trainees. And the following year I was able to visit her in Kathmandu. Adventure for her – adventure for me.

Following the Peace Corps years she went to Maui to work on a book mobile in Wailuku. She had a house built there and remained for the rest of her life. Sunshine, golf, bridge, and service to her community. A life well lived.

My mother in her mid-80’s in front of her house with her dog Mocha

Rooftop and Chimney Jackdaws

The World according to Dina

Jackdaws and other Crows
Dohlen und andere Krähenvögel

Spooky it was when we sat in our living room reading quietly. We heard a noise in our chimney that made Siri 🙂 and 🙂 Selma shudder. Oh dear, it came again. We wanted to light a fire but our dear Bookfayries tried to prevent our Master from opening the door of our fireplace. Who knows what will come out there?
Nevertheless, our brave Master started the fire but it wouldn’t really burn happily. Instead our sitting room filled with smoke. The chimney had lost its draft.

Es war etwas unheimlich. Wir saßen ruhig lesend im Wohnzimmer, als wir ein Geräusch im Kamin hörten, das Siri 🙂 und 🙂 Selma erschaudern ließ. Da kam es schon wieder, dieses Geräusch. Eigentlich wollten wir ein Feuer machen, aber unsere beiden Buchfeen wollten Masterchen davon abhalten, die Tür des Kaminofen zu öffnen. Wer weiß, was…

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