Needless to say, my mind went to many heavy places.
I also met a retired geriatric doctor for dinner, as my name was shared with him from a man who was running for something a few years ago. That man and I had a great conversation, and somehow he remember my name and passed it on to this guy. He said, "We can always meet at Open Door Tea House," and I said sure, but had to look it up. It seriously is less than a mile away, seated down from Paradise Pizza. It was this nice, foo-foo-fee, finger out tea-joint, with fancy seating, incredible pastries, and a shop of cool gifts to buy people. I had no idea it was down the street. And it's a cool place to meet people....definitely will be a location I bring anyone who visits.
The retired doctor simply wanted to me to discuss Stratford, the town where I live, and to see where I might be interested in making this a better place. He loves this town and wants its charm to be shared with the world. Obviously, I said schools. We both laughed, though, because resistance from the local schools is sort of notorious around the state. Although kids and society have moved in one direction, like the rest of the country (I guess) others want to move to homogeneity and Whiteness. Hence, a faction of the population votes strongly against the best interest of doing what is right for the population of the schools.
He also runs a local paper and wondered if I'd be interested in writing for it. Hmmmm. I suppose I could/might/would. Not sure what angle I'd take, but then it made me think of a book, which caused me to contact my writer friend in the same town and to pitch a book idea that I know I don't have time for.
Ah, but if you have a plan, you can make it happen. And so, that is what my Thursday offered, and now I await Friday...today. The good news is we're supposed to move past freezing for a couple of days. After last nights winds, I can only dream of calmer days.
