INDEED.
All the sadder given that we are almost all each other have left of any significance and closeness.
Joya is concerned he’s hell-bent on causing trouble for me at the college given that his . . . connection is high up in the state on some matters . . .
He may be deluded but I don’t think he’s that evil.
Besides, the Dean knows that I’m exceedingly scrupulous with my students and all the more so about anything controversial and particularly anything political.
And, at some point, it’s all in God’s hands anyway.
Still, it’s a sad thing. Hate to see it.
Typing this on the Acer Aspire netbook. Finally got it connected to the net.
Seems to work fine though the cursor is jumping around eratically . . . probably because I haven’t adjusted my big fingers to the tiny keyboard fully yet.
Think I’ll go back to Joya’s machine.
Thanks for your kind reply.
You have my prayers FRiend.