A moon and a Parthenon

Ladies and gentlemen, Melissa of Girl of the North Country. It was such a treat to finally meet one of my favorite local writers tonight. She and I are both lucky to have had the same influential English teacher back in our high school days. Mr. Stackhouse was as involved and exciting a teacher as I've ever had. If I write well at all, I owe my interest in it to him.

So, to fall in love with the writing of someone else who turned out to be another of his students made perfect sense to me. Of course, it pained me a bit when I learned that she also took classes with his daughters. His twin daughters weren't even born yet when I was in his class. That makes me...a really old guy.

Anyway, I had the pleasure of meeting Melissa tonight and was so captivated by how kind and sweet she was. She's offered in the past to babysit our two little ones. I'm glad that the manic motion of Joshua didn't seem to scare her off from her offer. He's a sweetie, but he wears me out. He's hard to keep up with. Maybe I'm just, you know...a really old guy.

About that moon over the Parthenon, that's all hers.