Me in Bangkok, Thailand, 1969.
We had lunch with our friends, Diane and Larry, at Chili’s a few days ago. I have known them since 1977, when Diane and I played the violin in the University of Hawaii Symphony Orchestra. I attended their wedding, too.
Diane’s older son is getting married later this month. He recently was hired by the U.S. Foreign Service and is presently residing in Washington, D.C. I asked Diane if he was studying a foreign language, because that would indicate where he would be assigned. She said, “No, not at this time. He is just working for the State Department right now.”
Two friends of mine were Peace Corps Volunteers. After their stint, they joined the Foreign Service. Mary worked in West Berlin and then Guatemala. Matt was assigned to Chad, Africa. Both are now deceased, but what an adventurous life they led.
There is nothing like living and working in a foreign country. I am glad that I found work as an English teacher in Bangkok, Thailand for ten months in 1969, when I was 23 years old. My Thai students were very kind. One of them married a Canadian and has been living in Vancouver, B.C. since then. I stayed with Tip and Jim for six days in 1994, and they stayed with us for four days in 1998. We still keep in touch.