Church at St. Clare in Berea. So precious, so true. Welcomed by so many familiar faces, either from Berea or of St. Mark expatriots. There are many kinds of martyrdom; many types of refugees.

Barnes and Noble training at the help desk. Surrounded by dorks and geeks, I feel at home. It’s just that I feel like a senior citizen dork. In England they call us superadults.

Clandestine picnic at Lake Reba put on by parents for departing teachers. Dreaded going, but it was very affirming. Many grads and former parents there to thank us. I only cried when Steve (former principal) cried. What is in store? What could be more? How to and what for? Hurt hard to ignore.

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