Cupertino - A Post From Yesterday (1996)

As I start a new life in Cupertino, I am overwhelmed with this small cosmopolitan city -- a true melting pot of cultures. So different than Bowie, the people here settle from all over the world and live in harmony in the idyllic setting of the San Francisco Bay area. The region is affluent, but not excessive. Most prevalent among this diversity is the Taiwanese influence and blossoming Mandarin speaking enthrones . The Chinese presence is apparent in every facet of life from the schools to the grocery stores to the programming on television. In addition, there are numerous other cultures represented including Latino, Indian, and European communities. At a typical day in the grocery store, it is not uncommon to hear 4-5 different languages!

Although I am impressed with the diversity of the region, it is the public schools which brought me here. The schools—known worldwide—are strong and committed to quality education. Caleb started his first day at kindergarten this week. As a proud parent, I watched him begin this torturous journey toward adulthood. As the new kid at school, it’s been an experience for him to make friends, given his quiet disposition. But his positive attitude and resilience alleviates my concerns. Seeing him renews my faith in the public education system as it reminds me of how much I enjoyed my childhood school days. Thus far, both Caleb and Philip have adjusted well to the transition. I could not be more pleased.

Soon it will be my turn to be the new “kid on the block” as I begin my job at Space Systems / Loral. I am sanguine about the future…and this community that I now call home.

The Cabin, Linsanity, and a place called Roeder Way

The Cabin: The middle ground is struck when the fantasy of perpetual vacationing meets the reality of home maintenance. The roofer job incomplete, while the storm arrives; the chimney exhaust fails in the middle of the night reigning fear and uncertainty. Yet, through it all is a sense of building something, not a fantasy, but real memories.

Identity: Overwhelmed by Linsanity reminds me of my captivity to racial identity. I am not above race, rather race defines who I am. And in this race and gender, I celebrate with the excitement and accomplishments of Jeremy Lin, who against the odds, believed in himself, when no one else would and continued to press on.

A Place Called Roeder Way: A farewell to Mr. Cook and with his passing I recall my childhood and many days with the Cook family. It was especially good to see Mrs. Cook, her voice and mind the same as I remember, but her age apparent. From Steven to Brad to Amelia to Tom, a glimpse into a life long passed that lives only in my childhood memories--a placed called Roeder Way.