His naturalization ceremony took place yesterday in Cincinnati, Ohio in the beautiful Union Terminal. About a dozen friends and family attended to show support.
This happened exactly 16 years, 5 months, 28 days after Martin first met me. Whereas I was simply born on Texas soil, Martin’s path to citizenship featured lots of twists and turns, and countless delays or pauses that stretched on over the years, spanning three countries. Continue reading →
I think I gained at least five pounds during our farewell tour in Cincinnati last week. And at my height, five extra pounds are so unforgiving. It was, without a doubt, the most unhealthiest visit ever. Not only did we intentionally feast on our Cincinnati favorites — cheese coneys, Graeters ice cream, etc. — but nearly every single gathering … and nearly every single meal … was out on the town for brunch, lunch, snack/coffee, or dinner. With people to see all over the place, it was just easier for work and school schedules to meet at meal times.
I guess I could have ordered salad all those times, but who in the world wants to do that?
During our farewell tour in Cincinnati last week, my boys and I paid a visit to Union Terminal. It opened in 1932, and was one of the busiest locations in the whole city as all the train transportation for this area passed through it. And as all superhero and comic book fans may recognize, it was also the inspiration for the “Hall of Justice.”
As for Martin and me, this wasn’t our first trip to Eden Park. Back in August 1999, during Martin’s first visit to America to see me, we spent a full day up there. At the time, I was not yet officially enlisted in the US Air Force, though I was scheduled to go up to MEPS the day after Martin flew back to Germany. I also had quit my job due to my impending departure, so this meant I had all the time in the world to show him around my hometown, and that day up on the hill in Eden Park was a lot of fun.
So returning there with the girls was really cool. We actually recreated some photos at certain spots, too, and they liked to hear my stories about the days I used to perform at nearby Playhouse in the Park. In the midst of all the family visits and brunches/lunches/dinners, I’m glad we made that time to sightsee and create really sweet memories with Aunt Jinger.
Miss C and I tried to calculate how many times we made the trip out to Ohio since we first moved back to the United States in 2005. We couldn’t come up with a number, just an estimate. Between the family trips, the individual visits, and all my Air Force Reserve travel, we think the trip (from DC and back) was made between 40 to 50 times. Maybe even closer to 55 if we include the times I traveled by air. Continue reading →
We loaded up both our vehicles and headed west to celebrate one more holiday with the family in Ohio. Even though we won’t be moving for at least another month, the winter months get kind of crazy under normal circumstances with the holidays and unpredictable weather and road conditions, so as our international move looms closer, our window of time to do a visit like this gets smaller.
So my sister and I set our sights on Halloween to get all the grandkids together and make some memories. It’s been 20 years since the last time we canvassed the neighborhood together: the first time we headed out as parents ourselves. Halloween was always a big deal at our house. We share memories of homemade costumes, pillowcases full of candy, super late trick-or-treat times, and all kinds of fun.