Christmas 2010
As I embark on the Christmas letter, I really do not know what mood to convey. It was not a joyous year and yet it was filled with grace and love. This is the year I grew up in some sense; I remember friends asking me when I was in my 20’s do you feel like a grown up, now? Our mutual answer was always, “not really” each day transitions slowly, and now I seem to be asked so are you retired? The answer again is “not really”. I just sold my business, and my official job as township assessor barely ranks as employment. It has taken an inordinate amount of time partly because of the tornado. I have spent hours on my web site elmwoodil.org, which I hope to use as a vehicle to connect our community and help revive it. I set this up as a non-profit venture so it is not really a job, either. I have irritated the powers that be to the point they have started their own web site attempting to directly undermine my efforts. So you cannot say even if I am “not really” employed I have had no effect.