Mennonites and Google


The Mennonites are known for their craftsmanship and honest business dealings.   Today, down at a local planing mill it was interesting to watch how important the social negotiation process was to doing business as my uncle and cousin figured out how to go about getting some raw planks from their tree farm turned into floorboards.  “Are you related to ….?” and “my daughter lives over on your road” mattered more than I’m used to in the west, where few have lived in the area for even a single generation.

I thought how far I was in so many ways from next week’s Google party in Silicon Valley.    Somewhat like the Amish, Old Order Mennonites often travel in horse drawn buggies, foresaking even the most basic technologies the rest of us take for granted.

Thank god I’m a country boy?


I really cherish my southern roots despite the fact that I’ve never actually *lived* in the south.   We gather every year to celebrate family and prove that blood is thicker than the political, religious, and cultural differences that pop up among the many generations of a big family.    This year only about 75 made it to the reunion but still a good time was had by all.    Mom’s had a good time visiting with her six living brothers and sisters.

We haven’t had a bad meal yet, though our cholesterol is probably … higher.    Steak for dinner, at lunch today I had a fried ham sandwich and fries, and yesterday’s dinner was a very nice … fried chicken in gravy.