Monday, January 15, 2007

An Eventful Weekend

A family visitation
After my wife, kids, and I have been living here for eleven weeks, my sister was finally able to visit Chicagoland. She and my mother flew up here last Friday morning. It was good to have family visiting again.

Unlike when my mother visited during Thanksgiving, the weather during this visit has been horrible, filled with gray, wintry skies overflowing with misty rain, sleet, ice, and flurries. A noteworthy accumulation of snow, the one winter result we did want, did not make its expected appearance.

Also due to the weather, I wasn't able to take Priscilla to see the city. It would not have been a pleasurable experience under the conditions. Her tour of Chicagoland was limited to downtown Elmhurst and the surrounding areas. Next time, hopefully, will be much different.

I finally meet Roscoe
After having received his phone number from a mutual friend, and after speaking with him many times and trying to find the opportunity to "hook up", I finally received a call from Roscoe Brown on Friday (the same day my mother and sister flew in). As soon as I saw his name on the caller ID I said, "Yessss!!"

Roscoe is a really cool guy, and he lives in a real cool part of Chicago near the lake. I hung out at his place for a little over half an hour talking until I had to leave.

Hudson and I visit Houston
Around February 5, I have to take Hudson back down to Houston for a minor surgical procedure at Texas Children's Hospital. We will probably stay down there for about a week. During that time he and I will be able to visit family and friends.

In addition, I will be able to make the Family History Research trip to Tyler County that I've long been wanting to. I plan for this to include visiting my oldest relative, whom we call Uncle Lee Roy, who can answer questions about my families history and tell some stories that are perhaps unknown or not remembered by anyone else in my family. It is necessary for me to document this priceless information before it's too late.

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