The Kind Land

Orientation started out exciting with a speech from Jim Kim, but it has quickly turned into a black hole of smiles and unnecessary well intentioned "information". Everyone is very welcoming, though, and I don't take that for granted. I just want to get the thing started anymore!

Yesterday Abel and I had a picnic of honey roasted peanuts, potato chips, and beer by the Tooky. As we were discussing all these important things in our lives, his mother called him to say that Shirl Davison has died.

"Hey, Shirl, did you ever ride a horse into Henniker?"
"Oh, sure, lot's of times!"

The night before he died I was with Sarah in South Portland where she taught me the song, In the Kind Land.

"They don't know the life we keep
They neither fish nor sow nor reap
And for them the land is cheap
In the kind land"