Why I Hate Velour

Posted: January 23, 2015 in Humour

Bill's Musings


      In life, we often have situations that can break us, or make us stronger. I have one that did both.

     Back in 1974, my family embarked on an adventure. When we arrived home on the last day of school, we were told to congregate at the kitchen table for a family meeting. These meetings were reserved for only the most worthy of news. Then my father dropped the bomb: we were moving to Germany. This began a whirlwind 2 months of selling the house, storing furniture, and sad goodbyes to friends and relatives.

     What followed were two years of adventure, culture shock, extreme education, and memories that will last forever. We travelled as much as possible while there, all the while trying to lead as normal an existence as was possible. We still worked, ate, went to school, played sports, and made friends. But it was…

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