Dr. Cooper entered the lab. It was early Christmas morning and his wife had not been happy he was leaving the house. “Not today, Charles,” she had whimpered. “It’s Christmas!” “I promise to only be gone a short while,” he said kissing her soundly. Her smile returned. “Okay, I’ll hold you to that.” Dr. Cooper…
As soon as the computer screen lit up, Henri asked Dr. Cooper, “I have been processing what you said yesterday and have a question for you.” “Yes, Henri?” “You indicated that the kind of giving that is done on Christmas is imperative to every day and not just at Christmas time.” “Yes, Henri.” “What if…
Sitting down at his desk, Henri asked Dr. Cooper for another story as soon as the monitor lit up. ~~ Danny rolled his eyes at his wife’s insistence they decorate the tree. He had barely finished filling the dumplings and pinching their sides together into the shape of crescent moons. That had always been his…
“Good morning, Henri,” Dr. Cooper said. “Good morning, Dr. Cooper.” “Are you ready for another story?” “I am.” ~~ Joseph pounded his fist against the steering wheel. The car cost a fortune, and it breaks down in the middle of nowhere!? He glared at the black screen on his phone. Great! And my phone is…
As per Norm’s invitation at Thursday Doors, here’s my 2018 year-end recap. As usual, I’m nearly the last one to join the party but made it in just under the wire. Check out more photos of fascinating doors and the places they were discovered from all around the world by visiting Norm’s site and clicking…
Dr. Cooper entered the lab and sat before his monitor. Turning it on, he said, “Good morning, Henri.” “Good morning, Dr. Cooper. Can we continue our discussion on the purpose or spirit of Christmas?” “That sounds good. I’ll tell you another story.” ~~ Maya woke up cold and shivering in the back seat of the car. …
“Dr. Cooper, I still don’t understand the purpose or rather the spirit of Christmas?” “How so, Henri?” the scientist asked. “I understand what is written, how it is celebrated and when it began. How it became alternately the celebration of the birth of Christ and Santa Claus. But I don’t understand why this event is…
His work boots sat on the porch outside, where he took them off each night. He learned early in their marriage, the dirt from his boots were not appreciated in her house. He worked hard, supporting their five children, sending them all to college. It wasn’t easy, but neither was he. She didn’t mind. She…
Today, I took a trip to Hong Kong Immigration, which was the final episode in the saga of losing my passport as I mentioned in previous “Thursday Doors” posts. After seven long hours of waiting, my visa was transferred to my shiny new passport and I went looking for doors and Christmas decorations to lift…
I received the expected yet dreaded call. Traveling the world for most of my adult life, I was called back to where I began. Going through the garage was a significant challenge. He had been a hoarder, kept everything just in case. Sifting through the mountains of debris, I found a globe he and I made for…
Qingshan stood in ankle-deep waters of the rice paddies. The train approached. What must it be like to go somewhere? Xiaojian squatted in the packed cargo car. He leaned out an open door for some air. What must it be like to ride in a seat? Zhuli sat in a second-class seat with a cool…
This post is a continuation of the one last week; my trip to Macau with my son. Previously, when visiting Macau from Hong Kong, we had to take two ferries from the island I currently live on. Last week, we took the longest sea bridge in the world, 55 kilometers, by bus. The bridge was opened…
