"Wee Donny, Too"
My dad at four years. When he would visit Grandfather Galbraith's house, Grandfather would remark in his thick Scottish brogue that "wee Donny, too," had come along.
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"Lullaby and Goodnight" when i was a kid, i had a mobile that played Johannes Brahms' lullaby. i can still hear it in my mind, sometimes, and i thought i'd share it with you. Speaking of things German, we eat our meals these days with a new foreign student, named Stephan. He is from Bavaria. He wants to go to a "real American sandwich shop" while he's here, and Lorien will take him to Berkeley to go clothes shopping. Very entertaining. Nice to have some "fresh blood," though it's really interesting getting to know Liz, who is a well-spoken piano player with a marvelous sense of humor. Reality check from just outside the barbed wire-covered gates of the college: sirens at 12:40am, gunshot at 12:50am. 9 gunshots in rapid succession at 1:30am. My paper is closer and closer to being finished. Must get up for midterm tomorrow!
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