SSoooo two years ago bill went to see cris mcclosky and did a bunch of testing. cris does "life coaching’.. the conclusion was ‘’go get your masters'’ ( o.k. so the boys just turned on the ‘german tape’ which is NOT improving my typing) time passed, after all, that was two years ago and that is what time does in two years time….. and in that time bill has begun to look for a way out of his prison.. some prisons we can escape, some we take with us.. and i have been moved to join every relief or humanitarian effort that i have heard or read about, and i read alot.. so i’ve had a new idea at least every week.. our dear children donated their lives and got us out of major medical debt… this summer i became aware of other debts that have crept up and climbed into Sugar Daddy’s pockets, so i have, with his blessing, sewn his pockets shut and become the carrie nation of debt reduction. which brings me to the purpose of this letter… this weekend we are having an auction and auctioning off several dill-pa-dated trailers, an amazing technicolor pick up truck, the entire rescource pile, four cats, one very loud love bird and our two youngest offspring. so that i can go to tibet..alone.. and bill had an afternoon with wendell, his free counselor, and the conclusion was the same, go get your masters.. so he found this school in newfoundland, in the city that is the eastern most point of north america, and they have the program that he was looking for. ..the weather there is the coldest, windyest, foggyest, in canada and they count their sunshine in hours/per/year . my enthusiasm for the idea lasted about 5 minutes. . . but does he really want his masters..? maybe we should go to kenya.. i’ve got ibrihims email address… compliments of debbi, and clair good’s too, for good measure, of course i can find mcc on the internet . then well, there was a series of events .. and i had an anti-materialism spasm and we decided to go live at koinonia in south georgia or on The Farm in tennessee.. but there was this school in southern indiana,, now i could handle that . .the boys got wind of this and cant imagine, or face, life with out the beaty kids. what is the impact of moving on 11 and 13 yr olds .maybe we could rent the house and just be gone for a year or two then come back.. would we want to ? geneva college in western pa. has a program that he would like and its a christian school.. son, can you cope with presbyterians? . . i sure do love my farm and still think that MO is one of the nicest places to live.. but this place is TOO much maintainance.. so lets sell it and buy a place on the river..i’ve always wanted a place on the river… and then figure out what the next step is. BUT if we sold this we could buy a duplex in columbus, live in 1//2 of one and rent the rest and be out debt.. or buy two and be on our way to financial independence..but WHY?? would i want to live in the city? so lets sell the house, quit the job.. is this sounding familiar? and do volunteer work somewhere.. how about strawberry lake? maybe dad would go with us.. nope, probably tooo painful.. ooohhhh i want to work in ocean city for the summer. walk around bare foot and wear tie dyed shirts.. a wholesome atmosphere to take 2 young boys into… then 2 nights ago bill found a masters in ‘’experiential education'’ program at minnisota u. in southern minn. yeee haa..
so that brings you up to date on at least one level of our mental meanderings… as you can imagine there are many levels.. issues of isaac and zion.. big kids getting married and having kids, mom’s dislike of transplanting, relationships here in mo., my dad, bill’s need for a change, etc but it does seem that there is something of change in the air… maybe we will buy new toothbrushes… stay tuned ..to us and HIM,, you know who HE is, dont you? mom di
