Surely it's not possible that I haven't posted this photo of my paternal grandparents, John and Edna. I am said to be very like my grandmother, though it's my grandfather I remember better.

Grandma died when I was six years old, but Grandpa lived till I was 21. I remember being told Grandma had died. "You're lying," I said.

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Email to Emil's special-needs teacher, C., who looks out for my boy at school and keeps me in the loop:

Hi again,
Tell me more about Emil's self-assessment, eh?

Her reply:
Well, he was a great critic of the way things were stated - which I found amusing.

Survey statements like: I get along best with adults. AND I get along best with younger children.

Emil's response was "Why do I have to choose?"

AND

I prefer to work in a small group or by myself.

Emil's response was "Both. Do some people only do one?"

Overall, I was impressed by his ability to be a wary survey-taker.

C.

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Now Playing: Loudon Wainwright III, Strange Weirdos, my first eBay purchase. Scott is listening to something on the radio so I have this on the walkman and am wearing headphones and no doubt sounding like a doofus, singing along. But this is great stuff, I can't help it. I'm on my second glass of white wine, but I don't think it is responsible for this pleasure.

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