I belong to a club I never asked to join. It’s an organization that doesn’t discriminate between race, age, religion or any personal preferences. It’s members are many. This club spans the globe — from huge metropolitan areas to the most remote areas of Third World countries — yet no meetings are ever held.
When I think of a brick wall, I conjure up a picture in my head of a solid structure that is unable to be penetrated by anyone. Unlike walls made of wood or other less sturdy materials, a brick wall is staunch, secure and unable to be scaled by anyone who the builder of the wall deems inappropriate.
The morning of the interview, I spent a half hour or so developing some questions for this World War II vet. With my interviewing skills a bit rusty, I wanted to have some questions jotted down, so I could spend my interview time really getting a feel for what this veteran was saying and feeling.
If you know me well, you know I don’t especially care for creatures that skitter, slither or crawl, which translates to snakes, mice and spiders. I really detest snakes, and I just can’t tolerate mice. And then there are spiders ... I think I’d take a room filled with snakes and mice before I’d deal with a spider.
With the warm weather earlier this week, I found a little time over the noon hour to get away from the office. I found a rather secluded place, rolled down the windows in the car, grabbed the book I’m reading and left the woes of the world faraway.
