Hey, family. Here we are at week sixteen already. That went quick(ly). It’s like an hour-glass. The sands trickle down slowly, but at the end of an hour, they’re all gone. That is giving us much to consider. But we’re still here in good health and good spirits. It is well. We pray that you are also well. By the way, how do you like our new look? The banner is a picture of Jesse crossing the Tappan Zee Bridge on way to Savannah in February.
Our house is still being furnished by Craig’s List through which we have found some good bargains in these hard economic times. We bought a bed, washer and dryer, end tables, and so forth from Stephen Johnson, a guy who is leaving a Chatham County deputy sheriff’s job to become a law enforcement consultant near Atlanta. We had a good laugh talking about Jesse James and the sheriff. While talking with him, we found out that he worked with and taught Mrs. Dorothy Elder who is the mother-in-law of Bande Mangaliso Virgil, who in turn, is the daughter our brother and sister Mzamo and Zengie Mangaliso in Amherst. So the circle is small sometimes.
Jo went to the Farmer’s Market on Wednesday. She actually spent more on their organic produce than she made selling her crafts. At least we’re eating healthy. Jesse went to a meeting of Eureka Lodge #1 of Masons in Savannah. That was his third visit with members of that lodge, and he has met some good men there. Two of the brothers helped move our living room furniture in later in the week. Yes, they were from Craig’s List too. What great finds! On Thursday, Jesse did some morning yard work (the damp tropical climate makes things grow fast), and Jo went to volunteer at the Jepson Museum, her weekly “gig”:-) The Telfair Museum of Art (right next door to the Jepson) has an exhibit by internationally acclaimed artist and Savannah resident Jerome Meadows. Jesse came by to see his work. If you follow his link, you can see that his work is very much avant guard. That particular installation presents art from two perspectives, particularly as regards the American racial scene. He was both curator and artist in this exhibition which included works from the museum’s permanent collection and his work. On the same day, back at the Jepson, some Tibetan (Buddhist) monks from the Drepung Loseling Monastery were painstakingly making a multi-colored design in sand known as a mandala which gives visual representation to the core beliefs of Buddhism. Just to watch them construct this beautiful piece makes one appreciate the virtues of dedication, perseverance, and patience. It was all about the process of making the mandala, because once they completed it, they swept up all the sand and dispersed it in the Savannah River.
Savannah is a city that has a lot of festivals (as you might have guessed), and on Saturday the 6th of June, the city sponsored its annual Asian Festival which showcased music, art, dance, drumming and food from the countries in southern Asia, east Asia, and Oceana. There was a rainbow of humanity in attendance, not only of people of Asian backgrounds, but non-Asians of every hue as well. There was a good spirit present, and we can only surmise that people came away with a greater appreciation of the beauty and diversity of the human family. Click here to see some pictures we took at the festival. That really put a cap on our week.
We’ll check in with you soon. ‘Til then, stay well.
JoAnn and Jesse
P.S. Congrats and keep partying to Pat and Paul (25, 60 & 65 - Can we play those numbers? ) And to dear Mary, have the best 30th birthday ever;-). Love to you all.
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