Virginia Is For Families

As I sit here in Richmond, Virginia I wonder about you.  Where are you writing from?  And what is it like where you live?  Recently I was struck by an image of an Angel who seemed to be writing her blog from heaven.  And then I discovered she actually wrote from a tough neighborhood in LA.  My angel.  You can find her comments around here.

Where do you write from?  What is it like?  Here in Richmond, Virginia  we have a lot of historic stuff from the past three hundred years.  And it’s a pretty conservative place.  But some of you live in areas that have held western civilization for thousands of years.  And some of you as we discovered in the recent Olympic games are beyond our western civilization in time and place.   It’s a whole other order of things!

And that is pretty fascinating to me as I sit here looking out the window.  Here is what i see from my window.  What do you see from yours?  Send me a photo and i will post it here.  I am imagining what you see.  But it is not coming in so clearly.  Set me straight.

What do you see out your window?  What kind of world is just beyond the place where you dream at night?  Do you see the moon?  Here is what I see. . .

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I spent some time this evening with my younger son Zachary. Zachary is the “baby” in the family. I have participated in the rearing of five children and Zachary was the one who was used as a beach ball when we left them all alone for a few hours.

Now he is 6′ 4″ and very strong so he doesn’t get pushed around too much. When he first went down to VCU a few guys tried him out. And he just picked them up and planted them in the ground. But he hangs out with a more civilized crowd these days.

That is because he has a lovely girlfriend named Ashley who has volunteered to help him with his education. And she is doing a pretty good job. They are going to be living next door to the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts for the next year. It’s a whole lot better neighborhood than where he lives now.

So I was hanging out with him this evening when he decided to tell me something “I probably didn’t want to know”.

Don’t you hate it when you kids use that line? Hopefully yours don’t use it. But mine does and it just does stuff to my physical being that really doesn’t need to be done.

Zach is working as a window washer with his uncle and he is making good money for a college kid. But he can be very absented minded. So he tells me about putting up his ladder and climbing to the second floor. Only he forgot to set the bottom of the ladder properly.

The ladder was situated on some moss and it just “slip slided away” as Paul Simon likes to sing. So then he tells me how he held on to the window sill a little bit to “break the fall” and then “rolled and tucked” when he hit the ground. Or maybe he “tucked and rolled”. I guess you have to tuck before you can roll.

He is such a good athlete that he managed to turn his body into a giant shock absorber as it hit the ground. No one part took too much stress and thus parts did not begin to snap, crackle and pop.

His uncle told him that he had “never seen anything like it in thirty years of window washing”.

And Zachary didn’t injure himself. He’s sore but he just fell from a second story window and is doing fine.

I wonder sometimes about the stuff that he doesn’t tell me about. And then I just say a prayer.

After he told me this story he proceeded to tell me about a young man who he played football with in high school. They graduated just two years ago. This teammate and friend was killed this past week when an eighteen wheel truck went through a stop sign and broadsided him.

Our thoughts and prayers go out to his family and friends. And may all those we know and love be safe on the roads in the coming weeks and months.

Zachary and Ashley

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