Recall those days, look back on all those times, think of the things we'll never do... there will never be a day when I won't think of you
So, Nick was named the President of William and Mary. That's really fabulous. He should be so proud. I, although very excited for him, don't cope very well with change. His daughters are my closest friends in the whole world, and they live 2,000 miles away. In North Carolina. Unfortunately, William and Mary is in Virginia, right? And despite the fact that I only go to their NC house once every two years, them moving again would throw me for a loop. Jesse said maybe they wouldn't (they being herself, her sister, and her mom) move. Then Nick would be left all alone. Damn. I watched his acceptence speech at the William and Mary website I was on the verge of tears. Of course, the thing that really got me was the Rector's quote: "President Elect Nichol, thank you for your willingness to serve-congratulations-and welcome home. " DAMN IT! That's not his home! This is, right behind my house, With the out-of-tune piano and the fence, and the messy computer room and the juniper bushes and the creek and the green jeep and the RV and the raspberry bushes and the messy garage and Jenny and Jesse's rooms and they can keep the greenish brown paint if they want, and the bird feeder and the dog-scratched back-door and the plays and the bike rides and the soccer practices and Meadows and Fourth of July and camping and games and summer nights and ghost-in-the-graveyard and the trampoline and Eisenhower and choir and adventures and crayfish and Groundies and capture the flag and Greace and lemonade stands and and and... THIS IS HIS HOME!
** humming my own little tune at 7:18:00 PM
