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Jan 6 (Epiphany!)

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Finding "home"

Never mentioned Christmas in terms of Christ (like the unthinking, pagan sinner I am). Now on Epiphany I do remember the miracle of his birth. Moreover, I remember the miracle of His re-birth within me and my re-birth in Him each day. I have been despairing as...

Jan 17th

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Finding "home"

EGAD Already!? I can’t believe that it has been so long since I written. Much, much has transpired in the past few days (10!) I’m so fearful of losing touch with the important goings on in my lifes past. Time tends to make most events black & white. The greys ...

Jan 20 1983

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Finding "home"

I’ve spent all day just sitting and reading. In fact, the last two weeks have been an exercise in patience. I’m extremely frustrated (perhaps, not the only time?). I know there is a great deal of work to be done but I can’t do. Mostly because Mr Gaynes has not...

Jan 24 1983

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Finding "home"

We had a real ‘up’ weekend so I wanted to write it down quick! Seems like mostly negative stuff gets written in here so I figured I’d better capitalize on my high emotions and write. First we had Keith (Paulsen) from EC-33 (now in B’dos) stay with us this wee...

1/25/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Finding "home"

The first thing I wanted to sit down and write. The weather is cool & rainy. Buckets have been falling since early AM. “Oregon Day” I think Oregon would be much like this in summer. The weather, heat-wise has been too forgiving. I begin to worry about ‘melting...

28/1/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

Not feeling 100% just now but wanted to finish out the week on a positive, constructive note. Work has been a “no surprize” affair except, I finally got off my duff and visited with Jeff Venner over at the Dept of Labor. He is a really on the ball guy and soun...

Jan 31 1983

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

Monday mornings. I hate em. I am unusually lethargic and unmotivated. I should go see Mr. Gaines. I need to go to the wharf & to the tourism dept. Most I just want to sit here. Rivited in immobility. Doing anything at work has become quite a chore. I’m excited...

Feb 4

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

End of week. Peculiar perspective having both first and last Impressions on this first week and anniversary of our second month on St. Vincent. Amazing! I would have thought that this month would have crawled from the amount of sitting I have done in this offi...

Feb 8 1983

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

Busy day yesterday. Busy weekend I wish the weeks would pass as quickly as the weekends. It seems I never have enough time to get it all done. I tend to drag a bit anyway. But weekends are so much fun. I'm wishing they were 3 days long. I talked with Van Keen...

Feb 11 1983

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

Friday! Afternoon yet. I'm glad to be done with this week. A new low in productivity. It's such an anxiety producing no-win situation here. If I remain here in my office & just read and keep myself otherwise occupied, I become anxious out of my guilt and not “...

14/2/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

Valentine's Day and a Monday. I hate Mondays for the usual reasons. Even more so for my tremendous ‘underwork’ load. I have here. I'm becoming bitter and angry and frustrated at this position I'm in. The days don't drag but I hardly feel satisfied at the end. ...

28/2/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

I will return to Sufriere later. It's been nearly (actually exactly) 2 weeks since I last managed to write in this journal. The reason such a long time has lapsed since I last wrote has been mainly due to my participation in a training workshop with the OECS o...

1/3/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

 It seems as though as soon as I find myself starting to enjoy myself here, something comes along to spoil it. It might be a long night session at the Ambassador's club or a constantly barking dog that interrupts my sleep. It might be an offhand comment by a l...

4/3/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Settling in...

Not being totally confident about being in St Vincent I'm amazed I said that. Some things that seem revelatory are in essence a prior thought brought into full consciousness. Two days ago a team from CHP in Jamaica came to SVG to talk about prior training and ...

14/3/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Culture Shock sets in

Another forever gone by. Seems that I just wrote, now it's the 14th. Well, I've been talking to God and have talked with Deb. Things seem to be working themselves out. Mostly I think I was feeling a little culture shock and just came “unglued” when Pearl was h...

22/3/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Culture Shock sets in

A week passeth….. my initial reluctance to move was overcome. I find myself breaking up all the things I need to do into daily objectives helps. for example if I need to see Mr X Mrs Z and Miss Y. I see Mr X on Monday, Mrs X on Tuesday etc. I still feel guilty...

29/3/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Culture Shock sets in

Visions of home and Christmas…..seems much too early for such things yet a few powerful reminders have drawn me to it. We got a comics page from the Buffalo News from Dick & Anne. Dated December 26th most of the comics dealt with post Christmas depression and ...

5/4/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Culture Shock sets in

April – already? I won’t dwell on the fast/slow movement of time in this place but the agonizingly slow movement of time always seems fast in retrospect. Soon, it will be October and I’ll say WHAT? So soon? But the 6 months in between seem interminable...on to...

12/4/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Culture Shock sets in

 Well my nose didn't fall off and though we are peeling now, it was nice (in retrospect_ to soak up all that sun. We didn't get as much sun this weekend but we had a different weekend just the same.  Deb brought home Alan who is a 13-year-old patient of hers....

18/4/83

...and a dead cat on the doorstep Culture Shock sets in

Seems I'm always tired. it's Monday (wonderful) and I'm plugging along. Deb and I had a very interesting weekend. Very busy and most curious.  For the past two weeks or so Deb has been complaining of a persistent itch and rash. this being her first encoun...