i am home safe!!!! i nearly kissed the ground when i reached chicago but there was a fair chance that my mouth would end up frozen and, just like the referee in the 1967 championship game between the packers and the cowboys, i’d rip my lip apart trying to get back up.
today i’m learning conversational nepalese from my friend robbie thapa. and i’m reflecting on the face to facebook friends trip to tallahassee. here is one minute out of a forty five minute talk that i taped of justin, my father. i think it’s very poignant. it will be what i try to remember instead of the chaotic last ten minutes when he declared me to be a super conman.
i am so grateful to be home.