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.
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).