Dr. Grace Jones - and my pate
Dr. Grace Jones is one of my best friends. She is
also a wise mentor.
Grace was my Junior Warden at St. Stephen’s
Pittsfield.
From Pittsfield she moved to work for SUNY in
Oneonta, N.Y., then to be a Community College President in Utah; and finally to
be the President at Three Rivers Community College in Norwich, CT.
She is a wise woman; and a great leader. But she
has placed a hex on me (lmao).
LET ME EXPLAIN.
A few years ago I
stayed with Grace at her home in Norwich, CT.
Soon after going to bed, I got up in the darkness to change an air-con
setting.
I went back to
bed. But when I sat down - whew – it was not on the bed. Instead, it was on the floor. In that process I hit my head on a bed-side
table ---and my head bled profusely.
Last night (Feb 22nd
2013) I had a long and good conversation with Grace.
That being over I
made some supper. In that process I opened a kitchen cabinet door but neglected
to shut it.
Guess what? I banged my head on a corner of that door,
and my head again bled, and bled and bled.
SO
Has Grace Jones
placed a hex on my pate?
Should I take greater
care?
(P.S I know the
answer, and it has nothing to do with Grace).
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