Tag Archives: Dutch

Dag, Pamy

“Dag, Pamy.” In the dark of my studio apartment in San Diego, the Dutch voice of my grandfather came into my sleeping brain. Tears flowed as I knew then that my Opa was gone forever. He’d died a few days before … Continue reading

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Crossing all borders

The soft g makes me pause. She’s talking as she steps out of the elevator in the train station and I’m rolling my suitcase in. I don’t listen for the words and meaning, just the soft ghh. If I spoke … Continue reading

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When you know you’re wrong.

Forecasting seems to run in my family. My father forecasted products for IBM in Europe in the 70’s – on the order of 6000 products. I’m not sure that I ever have nor ever will live up to that number … Continue reading

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