If you’re reading my letter you know that typing in just ackerson.org won’t get you here any more. You have to type blog.ackerson.org. But I don’t know how to get the word out to people who have been shut out. I sent a text to all you children of ours, but there are only nine of you, and I sometimes have as many as 35 readers. This is one of those problems that doesn’t seem to have a solution.
Meanwhile, we’re all looking forward to Super Sunday at 4:00 at Tom’s this afternoon. I’m looking forward to the good company, including Charlie Thacker. I hope his plans work out OK. I hope most of you can be there. Like always, you can bring whatever food you want. There’s always plenty.
And we’ll be having our next book club on November 12. We’re reading My Side of the Mountain, which is the twentieth book we’ve read in book club. It’s hard to believe we’ve been going this long. I hope as many of you as possible are reading the books together as a family. From what I’ve been studying lately, that’s one of the most important things you can do for your children’s success in life. I wish I had done it longer with you kids, but I figured once you could read on your own, you were good. I could have done better, although all of you have been extremely successful.
I guess you all saw the pictures of Allen traveling to Wisconsin (including his flight with Aaron) and canoeing with Monica’s family. Go, Allen! Do it while you can! I wish Dad and I could still travel, but it isn’t possible for us any more, so the lesson from that is you should have fun while you can. Our lives are really good, but we just can’t do all we used to.
Speaking of which, my radiation starts tomorrow, and we’ll be driving to Salt Lake every day until Friday. We’re going to listen to Gone With the Wind. The radiation department gave me a whole folio of information, and I read it all, but nothing told me how I’ll feel being radiated. I guess I’ll just have to find out. When I had it before, it wasn’t so bad.
Three weeks from today we’ll be having our family Thanksgiving dinner at John’s house, and nearly our whole family will be there. I just assumed John would have plenty of places for us to sit, without counting how many of us there were. I don’t mind standing up to eat, and if some of us have to do that, it will still be great. Sharon is in charge of the meal, and it might not be too early to contact her and see what you can bring.
So much is going on! Life is good. Love, Mom