Showing posts with label Wesdom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wesdom. Show all posts

18 September 2019

2019 Peace Corps Tanzania Swearing-In Ceremony

A moment of personal privilege—it's my blog after all. This is the Facebook video of a livestream of the swearing-in ceremony for the 2019 Peace Corps Tanzania Education Cohort. There are around 80 in this group. My son, known in these parts as Wesdom, delivers the (English) commencement address beginning at about the 7:00 minute mark. After successfully completing nearly three months of training in country, he begins his two-year stint as a Volunteer (PCV). He will be stationed at a remote mountain village in the south west of the country—no running water, no electricity—teaching Math and Physics in a secondary school. We are incredibly proud of his decision to pursue this particular opportunity of service. It is one of those life choices that affects everything you do thereafter. It takes courage and sacrifice. Congratulations, my Son!

29 April 2013

In Disrepair and Desuetude, Dilapidated, Decrepit, Ramshackled, Racked and Ruined...But Damned Photogenic

Posting hereabouts will be sparse for the next month or so. After this weekend's Ultimate Frisbee State Tournament and then the Senior Prom for Wesdom, we've got his HS graduation next weekend and Wisdaughter's graduation from Emory U. the next weekend. Then we get to go visit Wisdomie who's a Scuba Instructor in Hawaii for a couple weeks and help him move and get ready to complete his college at UH. After that I have to move Wisdaughter to a new apartment before she starts work (in her chosen field!!).

So, for now, some pics from Wesdom's prom pic session at an old (putatively haunted) mansion about three miles from my home I had no idea was there. The site was picked by the mother of one of the kids who happens to be a professional photog. These, unfortunately, are my pics (not hers), taken with my iPhone. As always, clic pics to embiggen slide show, mouse over for sometime surprise text:

The house. The site pre-shoot
The old sunroom
Looking in
Brighten the corner 
Hail, Hail the gang's all here!
Classic lines
The old greenhouse
Stairway to nowhere
The grounds
The garden path 
Musta' been grand
While a photo shoot happens, Jim H tries to get fancy
The house from the grounds
Can't keep the forest out
Can't you just hear the creaking and cracking?
Love in the ruins