{"id":1198,"date":"2007-07-23T06:40:00","date_gmt":"2007-07-23T10:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2007\/07\/23\/friday-night-at-ruchirs\/"},"modified":"2007-07-23T06:40:00","modified_gmt":"2007-07-23T10:40:00","slug":"friday-night-at-ruchirs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2007\/07\/23\/friday-night-at-ruchirs\/","title":{"rendered":"Friday night – at Ruchir's"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Today was a day of contrasts.  <\/span>I woke early-ish to start my trip down to NY.. I had hoped to get on the road by 6AM<\/st1:time>.. but I’d stayed up to late last night wiring the trampoline and blogging.. It was closer to 7:30<\/st1:time> when I actually hit the road. <\/p>\n

  <\/span>The ride down to NY was very peaceful.. The day was beautiful and I had tons of good music to listen to . I notice when I drive now I no longer automatically get on the phone. I will occasionally make or take a call. But more often than not I’m sitting quietly in the car thinking\u2026 or talking to Sam.   <\/span>I find I get places much more relaxed and composed this way\u2026   I took the more scenic route and stopped for a brief rest at Ironville to take in the sites..at the perinieally closed Penfield museum.  I even found the memorial marker for the owner’s horse ‘Billy’. That was unexpected !<\/p>\n

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The memorial to Penfield’s horse !
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   <\/span>It took me about 5 ours to get to Poughkeepsie<\/st1:place><\/st1:city>. My first stop was at my friends Bruce and Mary Beth. Mary Beth and their kids  <\/span>Brad and Danny had made a beautiful vegetarian spread for me. I had a great meal with them.. then Bruce and I took a long walk to talk about work stuff and personal stuff. It was so great seeing all of them ! Stopping there was a great way to break up the trip\u2026<\/p>\n

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   <\/span>From there I headed south to Mt.<\/st1:placetype> Kisco<\/st1:placename><\/st1:place> for the visiting hours for my friend Bill’s wife Linda who died at age 60 the week before last. I got there around 4 and stayed for about 2 and a half hours. There was a steady stream of folks coming and going. I spent some good time listening  <\/span>to Bill, and looking at their pictures . It was nice to see a slice of their home life. Bill seemed to be doing pretty well. \u2026 though I recognized that coping ‘bubble’ that we had immediately after Sam’s death that insulates you a little from the world outside.  <\/span>I kept having to swallow my instincts to say things like “I know what you’re going through:  <\/span>because a)   <\/span>I don’t   <\/span>and b)   <\/span>I realize from the vents we had around Sam’s passing that the last thing any grieving  <\/span>person wants to hear is about other people’s tragedies.. I even wore my Sam button on the inside of my pocket as not to draw questions away from Bill.    <\/span>I spent some time talking to some of the other guests and to Bill’s kids and their spouses. I was very glad I had come.     <\/span>While at Bill’s, I ran into this  <\/span>group of  <\/span>mystery  <\/span>women who I’ll just call Aents X, Y, Z and Q.  Mystery women.. you know who you are !
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Agents X, Y, Z and Q
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     <\/span>Around 6:30<\/st1:time> I headed out. My friend Joanne and I decided to have our meeting this evening  <\/span>instead of trying to meet up tomorrow morning. Next October, Joanne is going to be the next president of the IBM<\/st1:placename> Academy<\/st1:placetype><\/st1:place>.. which is the job that Bill currently holds. I’m going to be the VP of the Academy for the Americas<\/st1:place><\/st1:country-region>. We spent about an hour brainstorming on how we were going to approach  <\/span>our Academy jobs to  <\/span>help the organization.    <\/span>At  <\/span>around 8   <\/span>Joanne headed north to visit her daughter .. before she went she demonstrated the very cool convertible\/hard top thing she has going on her car.. Very cool<\/p>\n

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   <\/span>At that point, I headed into Somers to my friends Ruchir and Rashi’s  <\/span>house., When I got there Ruchir was their with his two daughters Isha and Anika as well as his father in law who is visiting from India<\/st1:place><\/st1:country-region>. Rashi and her mom had stepped out to catch a movie. <\/p>\n

 <\/span>We had a great couple of hours playing with the kids talking, cooking and eating.   <\/span>Ruchir even showed me how to cook my own pratha ! 
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It was supposed to be a heart.. but now it looks like Africa
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Yum.. Hot and delicious
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Isha wants all the books read backwards.. so I obliged. <\/span>
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 <\/o:p><\/span>Dinner was wonderful.. we had lentil balls, dahl , curried okra and a wonderful potatoes and dill curry. On top of everything was fresh coriander chutney and three types of indian’pickles’.. Rashi and her mom showed up around 10- and we had a nice talk with them. 
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It’s now about 12:30<\/st1:time> and I’m about to fall asleep . Today was a strange mix of happy and sad\u2026 I’m glad I came down. More tomorrow. Gnita all.. gnite Sam.<\/p>\n

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