Thaw before reheating.
{ 2007 01 07 }
In late summer 2000, Paul’s cousin, Julie, held a commitment ceremony with her partner, Annie, in rural Vermont. Annie and Julie lived in Ann Arbor, where we had just moved, and were the first ones to welcome us to the city. We would have attended the ceremony, but my father’s retirement and Change of Command was the same day in Virginia.
Had we gone, we would have met Helen Hill and Paul Gailiunas, 6 years earlier than fate would finally have it. Helen is Annie’s cousin.
Posted by holly on Sunday, January 7th, 2007, at 11:29 am, and filed under Uncategorized.
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Regular dishes on life in New Orleans, historic home renovation, raising kids, completing a PhD, travel near and far, global concerns, and health issues.
You know the story, right? International health... work all over the place... drag my kids around in sacks through villages in Central America... yadda yadda. I decided to go for another degree, so in 2004 we moved to New Orleans with no intention of staying. Then Katrina. And then *blink*blink* New Orleans is a completely different place and we just can't leave. Suddenly I'm on TV talking about immigrants and health and Paul is starting a company. Or two. His side is high-tech, mine is community health and our lives are yearly evacuation, regular celebrations, and nonstop work here, there, and everywhere. Our door is always open. I only ask that if you decide to go ahead and make yourself that mint julep, you make one for me, too.
We strive to make our life our argument.
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