Sunday night, December 30th, 2001
It’s almost New Year’s Eve. John and I have no plans for tomorrow except that we have to work as usual. We’re thinking of seeing in the British New Year at 6 p.m. instead of staying up until midnight like last year. Whatever toasts we drank last year at midnight did no good, as 2001 had more lows than highs, personally and for the U.S.A. I guess my low point was hearing the results of my MRI which resulted in two operations and medical bills which exceeded my entire annual salary. 2001 did have some highlights, though:
– Jenny came to visit us in January. For those of you who haven’t met her, she’s one cool lady. When in England she’s invaluable to Dad. Plays bridge with him and drives him everywhere. She has sons and grandchildren in Costa Rica and in Washington, and thinks nothing of getting on a plane and going to visit them. She also has a computer and sends me all the news between bouts of online bridge with her sons.
In April, before my first operation, John and I took a weekend trip to St. Louis for a David Gray concert and a Baseball game. The Astros were in town playing the Cardinals. In spite of the fact that I could hardly walk and was spaced out on Vicodins, we had a great time. I’d like to go back there now I’m healthier. It was such a nice place. Our hotel was on the waterfront, a $2 train ride from the airport, and within walking distance of the Gateway Arch (John’s picture), Busch Stadium, and a few casinos.
– In August, Clare and her friend, Becky, arrived on a Greyhound Bus and spent a week with us. I think we showed them quite a lot of Houston. Their visit was followed by one from Jim, who was just finishing up a gap year trip around the world. I’m hoping that the next nephew/niece who takes a trip like that will be able to send bulletins for publication on Habershons.com.
– In September my boss sprang for a front row table at Rugglesat Enron. This consisted of a three-course gourmet meal in centre field while watching an Astros game. I was close to heaven. The excitement was heightened by the fact that Barry Bonds was in town and about to break the homerun record. There was a
good chance that if a ball landed in my Caesar Salad it could have been worth $4 million. Unfortunately he didn’t hit one that night, but it was still the meal of a lifetime.
– An all-round high point of the year is the magnificent response by President Bush to the 9/11 atrocities. What a great President he’s turning out to be. We’re lucky to have him. I’d also add that we’re all very ffond of Tony Blair over here too, however much you Brits complain.
And now I suppose I’ll get a little sentimental and finish up by saying that the real high point of 2001 has been John and the way he’s looked after me through all the crap that’s been thrown our way. Thank you, John, if you’re reading this.
A very Happy New Year to all Habershons and friends of Habershons, especially the ones who signed the message book. 🙂 John and I are determined to make it to England this year and hope to see everyone.
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