this is totally unrelated to anything, but a classmate of mine works for surgeon billy - she mentioned to him that i'd won my council race and he told her that our whole family is really, really smart and he gushed on about how hard working and brilliant our parents are. which i thought was all very kind since most of my communications with him have only been asking for money for various school fundraisers and he didn't mention that at all. so, here's thanks to everyone who has kept in touch with him and jim and glady. the title for this post comes from a time in 7th grade when we were asked to write an in-class essay about a relative we are proud of - i'd never really given a thought to his occupation until i had to spell it and then i wondered why he's called a "narrow surgeon" and figured it must be due to the tight spaces in the brain - and that's what my essay was about. good thing mr haapala had never heard of neurosurgery or i might not have gotten the A on my paper and our cousin might not think we're all so brilliant.
thinking of jenny and hoping things are going well in phoenix. -liz