This Reminds Me

Many thanks for your calls and emails about this breaking news story….

The Q’s were a’firing at the office yesterday

,,,,but I am happy to report we are not moving.  Rachel is now a senior.  I called her at church camp to make sure she and Lois understood before they happened across the story (I’m sure that’s what they’re doing at South Padre – scouring the papers, watching CNN, discussing current events, that sort of thing.)    Her question:  “Well, if we did have to move, you’d just let me live with a friend, right?”  Ummmm.   No.

We like San Antonio.  We love our church family, and our schools and the friends we’ve made.  The Fiesta Texas water park and our neighborhood pool keep the summers bearable, and there’s nothing more beautiful than the River Walk at Christmas.  No, you can’t get fresh sushi 24 x 7 here, but there’s a lot less filth, noise and vulgarity as opposed to bigger cities.  I was the one who fought moving for years, and yet it’s turned out to be such a good move for our family.  I’d move again if we had to – but I sure don’t want to.  And I sure don’t want to move anywhere bigger.


I’ve been with AT&T 28 years and nine months as of today.  It’s been a wild ride, especially 1983 – 1984  with Divestiture (the same time as “Ghostbusters” – hence the shirts – I’m the one on the left), Hurricane Alicia, the three-week strike and Southwestern Bell’s first layoffs ever.  None of the jobs I’ve had since 1997 even existed when I joined the company in 1979.  And U-verse – which Keith and I both work on now – is a whole new bag’o'tricks.   I worked at Remco TV Rental through five years of college (slow learner) , often reading/summarizing books and journals for the owner.  I became convinced that eventually, one telecommunications “thing” would exist in the home.  That’s why I went to work for AT&T instead of Prudential Life, a headhunter, a local book publisher or some oil company whose name I can’t even remember. U-verse is it. Well, the start of it.  It’s in its infancy.  But it’s growing up fast, and I think it will become the new norm for TV/voice/data.  I truly do.

My hope is our next move is to our scaled-down retirement house.  Keith and I love to walk houses under construction, or sign in with phony names at local open houses (so the realtors don’t keep bugging you) just to get ideas.  We want an outdoor fireplace on a good-sized patio.  I want a gynormous closet to store best-quality air mattresses to use when my 28 grandchildren (all named “Rebecca”) come to visit.  I want to be within easy striking distance of a college, because there are serious bible classes in my future.

But we can’t go anywhere now.

After all.

How would we pack the pond?!

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