Plotting for Paris |
Before recounting how it came about that we (all four of us, by that time) were called to return to Paris as missionaries, yet again, I get to tell you about our marvelous final family reunion, in Paris, over the 1967-68 Christmas break. Some of this appears also in the
Gedenkschrift under the heading, “Leola, Grandma,”, but it surely belongs here, as well, in the context of our (then little) nuclear family’s history.
Christmas, 1967, saw the scheduled completion of Brent’s thirty-month missionary assignment in Geneva. We Waverley types, moreover, looked forward to the traditional Christmas recess.1 Not even understanding the full uniqueness of the opportunity, we started planning and pushing to get us all together. Our part of the job mainly entailed some house-and-kid-sitting in Norwood, a southern suburb of Boston. An MIT faculty member and his wife were headed for Moscow for a couple of weeks and were willing to pay us to watch things in their absence. Including a toddler girl, a five-year-old, and a spoiled-rotten 9-year-old named Howie. 1We’ll call it that, whatever the politically-correct may decree. I resist with difficulty, and, it seems, not successfully, the temptation to add, “to hell with them.”
|
Ed.D | 1967-68: | Independent Study | S.A.C.C.H.A.R.I.N.E. | Reunion in Paris | Thesis | AAI | Disaster |
Back a Page (Fostering) |
Such a Life Contents |
Harvard 66-68: section start |
Harvard 66-68: page index |
Next Page (Passport) |
Welcome | Stories | Sections | Such a Life | People | Places | Site Search | Do You Know? |
Updated Dec 2013 | [7Harv37b.htm] | Page 36-047 |