- Chapter 1: "Home."
- Chapter 2: "Taking Leave of Love: 1960"
- Chapter 3: "European Paths: Fall, 1960"
- Chapter 4: "West Africa, 1960-61"
- Chapter 5: "Beeline Back to Love"
- Page 6: An engaging In-Print Gift Book Suggestion: Pacific Northwest Stories of Home, Garden, Fishing and Boating, Growing Up WW II ERA.
Saturday, May 12, 2018
REJUVENATING YOURSELF BY REMEMBERING OLD EXPERIENCES
Changing locations: I'm imagining you’ve done that a few times. This past week my wife and I did it again. This time we moved from Bethany to Newberg, Oregon, both located within Metropolitan Portland.
Just last night (Friday evening May 11, 2018) about fifty of our new neighbors gathered for a monthly meeting in the community center. Lucy and I were introduced as the newbies. (Clap, clap.) The chef prepared a gala meal of chicken, locally-grown vegetables and dessert. (Clap, clap, clap!)
Several neighbors had set up displays of items they’d collected or produced. Their amazing arts and crafts ranged from paintings through woodwork and on to quilting. (Clap, clap, clap, clap.)
I recognized one of the featured items that was distinctively West African: a bongo drum. I was surprised to see it.
After supper, the owner of the drum introduced herself to my wife and me. Turns out that she’d served in the first wave of Peace Corps volunteers to Liberia, West Africa, in 1962.
I remember those days so well: President John F. Kennedy: “Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.” Hundreds of idealistic young Americans joined Kennedy’s project, the American Peace Corps. Young people spread out across many countries of the world to do good. Our new neighbor was part of that vast wave of service. Our new neighbor and her then-husband were sent to a village in Liberia, near its border with Côte d'Ivoire.
NEW FRIENDS: RURAL SCHOOL TEACHERS, SIERRA LEONE, 1960-61
Her experiences in Liberia coincided in many ways with my own early African experiences. My friend and traveling partner, Earle, spent months of 1960-61 in Sierra Leone and Liberia. Read about that here. [Click link] A decade later, my bride and I spent most of a year in Sierra Leone. I was undertaking field research toward a doctorate through Boston University. Lucy and I were hosted by the University of Sierra Leone and by Evangelical United Brethren church members. Memories of that wonderful year are indelible.
So, last night I played a bongo drum (boomp, boomp, pause, pause, boomp, boomp) owned by my neighbor. I was thrilled by several other West African items she’d displayed, and even more to exchange stories of the awakening to West African human cultures. West Africa: like but also so very different from my own West Coast America.
Yes, Africa, you’ve offered me so much on my several sojourns to your shores. I’ve learned a lot from you! I like to think of you as my second country. Thank you!
Readers: how have changes of residence and meeting new neighbors brought back sweet memories? Take time to remember and re-live those days. You may, nay--you will, capture new energy and joy by recalling peak experiences from your past.