This one will be short. I wanted to tell of a unique experience I had last year while I was still living at the apartment in Hawaii Kai.
It was one of the all-American holidays, Thanksgiving. My landlords didn't like to have me under foot and had only invited me to join them one time before for dinner, my first night with them. So, when I received the invite to dine with them to celebrate the holiday, I couldn't say no, even though I really wanted to spend Thanksgiving with my friends, Jorunn and Delia.
I knew they had a small group of friends that would be coming to eat with us, but I didn't realize the comic situation of it until we had all sat down and began our meal. The English gentleman, with his Russian wife, had invited their German and Japanese co-workers to eat Thanksgiving dinner with them and their American renter. I thought to myself, "World War II all over again." But the conversation was pleasant, even though a few times it steared towards the subject of the war and then was carefully steared away, and afterwards we played games. All in all, it was a pleasant, if not odd, evening.
it's good to read that all seems to be well with you. i miss having you around some times. there's been some major construction around the house on Univ. Ave. i pass there on the way to work every day. oh, i've got a blogspot now. there's nothing there; but it was easier for me to leave you a note if i have one. take care.
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