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December 31st, 2002

on my dog

For some reason it just struck me tonight. I guess I'm in a mushy mood.

Ajay's snoozing on the couch next to me while I write. This is typical, but just now I was occasioned to stop for a second and consider all that this little dog has taught me in the past five or six years. From him I've learned about unconditional love, about faithfulness, a lot about trust, responsibility, and how to be a friend.

I'm really grateful that I was able to "get" all this from him; it's been quite a blessing. My little dog has been my companion for most of his life, and the love and trust shows in his eyes every time he looks at me.

I think the old saying is true... in his own limited-brain-capacity way, Ajay's the best friend I have in the world.

on more old memories

I just remembered that we read, as a class, Shirley Jackson's "The Lottery" in English class in FOURTH GRADE. And had a very serious and cogent discussion of it afterward, too. It wasn't until much later that I realized that one of my favorite short stories, "The Summer People," was also written by her.

Maybe the rest of my grade school education was grossly substandard and most kids get that kind of stimulation and learning all the time (actually this would not surprise me at all), but looking back on it, I'm kind of stunned that I read, understood, and discussed that story at age 7.

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