6 AM on Saturday, March 17 (my 50th birthday)
It is cold (mid-forties) here at the Presbyterian Disaster Assistance camp where we are staying in Pearlington, Mississippi, but that doesn't matter ... my heart is warm, as we are headed for home (Michigan) this morning, planning to depart after breakfast and group devotions.
About Me
- AB
- My life has undergone a quantum leap of changes in the past three decades. I used to be a choral music professor at a small college in southern Michigan, but in 1993 incurred a closed-head Traumatic Brain Injury in a severe automobile accident that left me comatose for two months, hospitalized for six, and ultimately unable to communicate vocally, either by speech or song. Though I have regained a very modest amount of these abilities, it's not much. My most rewarding roles are those of husband, father, and grandfather. Also, though I was formerly an accomplished pianist, not playing from 1993-2016 robbed me of nearly all those abilities -- I am currently engaged in daily practice to see what I can regain.
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Happy Birthday, Allen! I don't think 50 is (or will be) so bad. I am right behind you! Happy Trails and Safe Travel back to Michigan; snow awaits!! Jill
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