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Home Takes
Shape
On May Day, Jean's siblings and parents joined
the Sittes for a moving day. We moved the large Hsu rosewood china
cabinet that had been stored in our living room, and two dressers, to
the Sitte home in "Berrydale." (I like the Berrydale name since
they have a Kent address but are so much closer to Covington.)
Driving through Kent, past James, and up Smith,
past the McDonalds at 102nd Pl., is so familiar.
From Kent's East Hill, we go southeast on SR-516, the Kent-Kangley road,
to 152nd Ave SE, the beginning of the Kent-Black Diamond road, under
Highway 18, across the railroad tracks and then a quick right onto 158th
Ave SE and the Sitte home.
There are a lot of decisions to make when
moving into an empty house. Work on the interior ceilings,
removing asbestos and then adding a new ceiling texture, is done.
The new roofing job that was underway during our visit was finished on
the 3rd. Then replacing the insulation in the attic completed a
month of house-prep work.
New
ceiling mounted light fixtures are still to follow.
It was a special
time as we all got to explore the new home and yard.
I culled a selection of Corelle dishware from
our collection for them. It will be handy now that they own a
microwave.
Jean and Nancy prepared dinner while the rest
of us played with Luna and taught the children to avoid the few Nettles
down by Jenkins Creek. (I plucked them up and tossed them into the
stream.)
We heard the train go by and can always hear
the creek in the background when outside.
I don't know what I am more envious of, their
own private creek,
or all their potential garden space!
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Mother's Day
Someday our house in Bellevue will be clean and
organized and ready to host big family parties again. Until then,
Susan's elegant home hosts these. But now, Jean and Joel's new
house also serves that purpose.
We started the month moving the Sittes out of
Susan's basement and this has continued all month long. Our 1990
Ford Club Wagon, which has sat idle for a long time, is once more
earning its gas.
As the COVID-19 pandemic finally seems to be
easing, masks are coming off and more of our friends are able to join us
at these "family" events.
Shadow
Starts Showing Her Age
Shadow hasn't changed her overall behavior.
She begs for breakfast too early in the morning. She wants to sit
in my lap when I am typing at my computer. She watches from our
driveway as we come and go. And she still goes to sleep on my
shoulder at night.
But this month, I first noticed that she balks
when trying to jump up onto the tub to get to the bathroom counter where
Nancy keeps water in her sink. Shadow is now at least 12 years
old.
I
have been clearing out more and more from my McKenna Hall office each
Wednesday, the only day each week that I go to SPU this last Spring
quarter. I brought home the step-stool that helped me reach the
top of the storage cabinet in my office. It is now part of
Shadow's new path to fresh water.
Each Wednesday night, as these pictures show,
Shadow greets me and the latest pile of junk brought home from my office
as I close in on retirement.
Valerie
Dresses Up as Baby Annie
When Annie was two, she had her picture
taken by the church directory photographer. Thirty-plus
years later, Valerie was wearing the same dress, so of course we
needed a commemorative photo.
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An
Old Hobby Returns
Joel had a 10-gallon planted
aquarium and talked about building his own big one.
I had the 29-gallon that the Smiths had given me.
Then Joel bought a 75-gallon via Craig's List with a
stand and complete setup including plants and fish.
When I helped him move it, the seller had a 20-gallon
tank sitting there. I asked what her plans were
for it and she said it was for sale. Joel bought
it for me for $20. Its LED light alone was worth
twice that.
As I was searching the shed for
old aquarium items from my single days, I was surprised
to discover another 10-gallon tank I'd completely
forgotten. Then, as I was clearing out my office
at SPU, I brought home a small steel cabinet and a steel
two-shelf bookcase, both Boeing Surplus purchases.
The end result was a collection of three tanks totaling
59 gallons, plus a number of smaller (1-2 gallon)
breeder bowls and tanks.
Perhaps the biggest surprise
has been the plants and snails I took out of cold
Jenkins Creek the first time. They are thriving in
the 10-gallon. The biggest snail I've named Waldo
as in "Where's Waldo?" Finding him in the tank has
become a game with Charis.
In the 20-gallon (left) I'm
growing moss, including Java moss. The Internet
tells me some non-aquatic mosses can do fine in an
aquarium. I'll use it to try to breed fish and
shrimp. When we went down to Reuben's baptism, I
fished out more aquatic plants from Jenkins Creek.
I added these to the 20-gallon too. I moved the
remaining 10+ year-old goldfish that had been living
outside in my old 25-gallon hexagonal acrylic tank to
the 29-gallon one. The 10-gallon has Endler's
Livebearers and six White Cloud minnows, plus a few
Ghost shrimp. I do not plan to get close to the
245 combined gallons I had back in 1980.
For substrate for the two
bigger tanks, I just bought a cubic foot of "Pea
Pebbles" from Home Depot for $10. I built a sieve
and washed this gravel over the wheelbarrow. It was a
good amount and gives these tanks a natural look, as
opposed to the green aquarium gravel that I moved from
the 29-gallon to the 10-gallon.
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The small unknown plant from
Jenkins Creek has grown quickly to the top of the small
tank. I've harvested more and have planted the
20-gallon tank.
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Endler's Livebearers are
similar to Guppies. Alas, I began with two males
and three females, but so far have lost one of each
gender.
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Ghost Shrimp are hard to spot
and fragile, but can be easy to breed. I started
with five and hope in time to have many more to help
clean the tanks.
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"Grandpa!"
When we arrived at the Pastrick's home
in Lake Stevens, three-year-old Rowen called out, "Grandpa!"
Mom Alicia said he'd been looking for "Grandpa" earlier in the
week when they were out and about. Nancy and I are happy
to include the Pastricks and their little ones in our clan,
making us the matriarch and patriarch grandparents of a bigger
family.
Nancy, Annie, and the girls and I had
gone north on Saturday the 22nd, to help Richard install an IKEA
wall system and for the kids to have a play date.
Rowen is now tall and slim and his
brief conversations are clearer. Corvin, as these photos
show, was much more animated and happy.
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Happy
Birthday
Susan and Richard
On Sunday the 23rd (Pentecost), we had a long
birthday party for Susan, and Richard Pastrick. All the kids and
grandkids were there. Randy and Julie Adams also joined us.
Annie and I blitzed COSTCO on the way to
Susan's. Two cakes and enough food for 13 adults and six kids was
my birthday gift.
This was the first family event that featured a
kids table.
Joel and Jean continued to move more of their
stuff out of Susan's ground floor.
Susan and Julie plotted their upcoming trip to
France.
Bits
and Pieces
Annie's girls are
wearing the clothes that Annie and Jean wore. And as Annie helps
go through stored clothes, boxes have been sent to Auburn and Kent.
The garden is back
on track in May. All of the failed tomatoes have been replaced
with the second generation of starts from seeds. Now 22 tomatoes
and 32 peppers are in the ground or pots. Having a large California
Redwood in the yard means I will never lack for mulch!
Bob
and Kim Disher seem to bring more of their stuff up from Oregon to our
house with each visit. The framed Clan Map and
Scotland of Old posters, of which I greatly approve, found a new
home on our 2nd floor landing next to the stairway to Thomas's attic
office. It is a bonus that their frames match the oak flooring,
railings, and stair treads.
I give my final exam
on June 4th and turn in my last grades on June 11th. My office is
nearly emptied of my possessions. Last August I was reluctant to
announce my retirement. Now I am very eager to leave SPU. A
year of working under COVID-19 limitations is only part of the reason
for the change. The "woke" faculty and staff that look to modern
culture for their cues instead of Scripture makes me feel like an
outsider already.
I learned that since
I'll be taking advantage of $36,000 in my "Emeriti Health" medical
savings plan, I will not be allowed to return to SPU in any paid
capacity. That's fine with me. The Emerald Heights
Retirement Community is not opening up to outsiders yet so I will not be
teaching on Acts again this summer. And the West Seattle High
School Monogram Club will not meet on June 3rd, so I will have at least
another three months to work on that talk. All this means is that I can
ease into retirement with gardening and grandchildren, and not a lot of
other responsibilities.
This is the second
Spring quarter that I have managed three honor societies without
conducting our annual induction ceremonies for them.
It, of course, is also my last year as the chapter secretary to the
three local chapters.
My weight got down
to 181.1 as a low this month. Portion control and more salads have
been the main cause of this progress.
My Quote from May
Thank Heaven for Little Girls
Each time I see a little girl of five or six or seven
I can't resist the joyous urge to smile and say
Thank heaven for little girls
for little girls get bigger every day!
Thank heaven for little girls
they grow up in the most delightful way!
Those little eyes so helpless and appealing
one day will flash and send you crashin' thru the ceilin'
Thank heaven for little girls
thank heaven for them all,
no matter where no matter who
without them, what would little boys do?
Thank heaven... thank heaven...
Thank heaven for little girls!
Maurice Chevalier, from the movie
GiGi.
In honor of Charis and Valerie.
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This essay was posted to
the SPU School of Business, Government, and Economics
web site at the end of May. It will be referenced from
the weekly SBGE eNews that went out to
our school's undergraduate students, staff, and faculty.
It was my farewell to them. |
Dr. Dick Sleight Finally Leaves College
Dr.
Al Erisman, former Director of SPU’s Center for Integrity in
Business, wrote his 2015 book on business, faith, and calling
from the life of Joseph titled, The Accidental Executive.
That title reminds me that my 44 years as a college staff
and faculty member could be called The Accidental
Instructor. In these times when people move through
many employment situations over their careers, I can say I
went to college in 1973 and never left. But this summer, I
will finally leave “the Academy.”
In 1975 at the University of
Washington, I changed majors from Electrical Engineering to
Economics in my Junior year. But I chose to keep my
undergraduate teaching assistant job in the College of
Engineering. My goal was to become a High School teacher and
Cross-Country coach. But during my last quarter, as I was
earning my teaching certificate, the Engineering faculty I
worked for asked me if I’d like to teach there. I learned
the value of having great mentors when in January 1978, I
became a Lecturer in the UW College of Engineering at the
age of 22.
For the next twelve years I taught
Engineering Graphics and FORTRAN Programming,
and later Engineering Statistics and
Engineering Economy at the UW. (I'd actually taught my
first FORTRAN class when I was a Senior at West Seattle High
School.) This was a theme over my entire career. Computer
skills have always been in demand.
While teaching at the UW, I earned
an M.Ed. degree in Educational Psychology with an emphasis
in measurement and statistics, and followed that with a year
of seminary classes and a Ph.D. in Educational Policy
Studies. My “collateral field” of study for my doctorate,
however, was in Industrial Engineering where my background
in Economics and Statistics was a good fit. By the time I
left the University of Washington, I was the undergraduate
chair of its Industrial Engineering program.
The only job interviews I ever had
were with two organizations in 1989. I had a series of
interviews with both IBM and SPU. SPU made the first job
offer. I’d felt called to Christian Higher Education and was
delighted to become the coordinator of SPU’s Adult Learner
Program. While I was assured that this staff position could
not become a path to a faculty position, I enjoyed academic
advising and working in Demaray Hall. But I had not been at
SPU a year before Dr. Karl Krienke, dean of Seattle
Pacific’s School of Natural and Mathematical Sciences, asked
me to teach EGR 1101 Graphics and Descriptive Geometry.
The following year, Dr. Ken Knight,
dean of the School of Business and Economics, asked me to
teach a section of BUS 6171 Quantitative Methods,
and a few weeks later invited me to become his school’s MBA
Coordinator.
By
the mid-1990’s, the Internet had come to SPU and I designed
the business school’s first web site in HTML. It turned out
that whatever staff or teaching role I was assigned, my
technology skills and interest followed. This was especially
true when Dr. Alec Hill, my next dean in SBE, asked me to
become the school’s technology manager. I would become a
member of the SBE team which would help our school achieve
AACSB accreditation in 2000. Also in the mid-1990’s, I began
teaching the BUS 1700 Spreadsheets class, a course
I would continue to teach until this my final quarter here.
Also in 2000, I was first given the
title “Instructor,” but this title was no more than a
courtesy one until the Faculty Senate granted me faculty
status in 2013. I’d been teaching at SPU for 23 years and
was finally and officially a faculty member.
As I write this, I recall that 41
years ago this month Mount St. Helens blew up and God got my
full attention and allegiance. That evening after the
eruption, Jesus became my Savior and Lord. It was His words
that encouraged me not to choose to climb the academic
ladder. Instead I chose the path of a servant. I won’t claim
that this verse applies fully to me, but it has guided my
career. “The greatest among you will be your servant. For
those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who
humble themselves will be exalted.” Matthew 23:11-12.
This June, as I retire to my garden
and grandchildren, and to my other gig as a Bible teacher, I
am gratified that the SPU Board of Trustees has granted me
Faculty Emeritus status with the designation of Instructor
Emeritus of Spreadsheets and Business Statistics. It was not
the career I’d planned, but it was the one God assigned to
me, and indeed, Father knows best.
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