Month: August 2023

  • Proposal

    Being sick sometimes makes me think of the first time Gary proposed to me. I was at his apartment, in bed, apologizing for having suddenly having fallen ill with the flu. He was getting me a washcloth, and said he was happy to take care of me, and that he wanted to take care of…

  • Oh Thank God, Not Descended from a Slave Trader

    Whew. Looks like I panicked. On further research I am not born of the slave-trading branch of my Huguenot family. I don’t know what the patriarch Balthazar did, but only one of his great-grandchildren took the slave-trading path. In the image above I put a red mark by the Wikipedia-tagged evil Bristol branch, while the…