Hey, Mom! The Explanation.

Here's the permanent dedicated link to my first Hey, Mom! post and the explanation of the feature it contains.

Saturday, December 16, 2017

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #894 - Michigan Visit Day Four

KUDL costume night 2006
Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #894 - Michigan Visit Day Four

Hi Mom,

So, this guy, too.

Photo from 11 years ago. How is that possible?

More drinks and fun times with friends has set my mind at ease about many anxieties. Maybe that's what this trip is really for.

And now if I can really cast off those anxieties completely or keep them on low power mode, then I will be even more powerful than you could possibly imagine.

Feeding my soul.

The blog is in "low power mode" during my trip, which means minimal content and not a full transmission via all social media outlets.

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Reflect and connect.

Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Days ago = 896 days ago

- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.16 - 10:10

NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.

Friday, December 15, 2017

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #893 - Michigan Visit Day Three

Vermont 1993

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #893 - Michigan Visit Day Three

Hi Mom,

So, this guy. My good friend Tom. Dinner at his house tonight shared with his wife Caroline and son Sam.

This hanging our is a thing we've been doing for a long time.

This all feels like home. It feels good. There's love here. Not that I am lacking love out west, but there's love here, too, and it's feeding my soul.

So, this is the low power mode. Just a thought. Just a quick share. Also, had lunch with my sister...

This was the last picture before I moved with Lori.


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Reflect and connect.

Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Days ago = 895 days ago

- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.15 - 10:10

NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #892 - Michigan Visit Day Two


Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #892 - Michigan Visit Day Two

Hi Mom,

This is not a recent picture, but the blog is in low power mode.

I had dinner with this dear friend today, Jessica.

Here's a picture of us from about seven years ago.

It's all very familiar here in Kalamazoo, and yet, I know I don't live here anymore.

Still, it's great to see close, dear friends. I have missed my circle of power.

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Reflect and connect.

Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Days ago = 894 days ago

- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.14 -10:10

NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #891 - Michigan Visit Day One


Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #891 - Michigan Visit Day One

Hi Mom,

I am putting the blog in a low power mode for the trip. Today is the flight to Chicago and getting picked up by my brother-in-law. Getting in a little late, but not too bad. The drive went well. Noel is an excellent driver.

Of course, there's always the fun of walking through O'Hare Airport's light show.

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Reflect and connect.

Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Days ago = 893 days ago

- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.13 - 10:10

NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #890 - Back to Michigan

Kalamazoo College in winter
Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #890 - Back to Michigan

Hi Mom,

So, hi there, I am writing a blog in the sky. Though this one is dated Tuesday December 12th, I am posting it, back dated, on Wednesday December 13th as I ride in an airplane from my new home in the Pacific Northwest back to my old home, my long-time home of Michigan. This will be my first time back in Michigan since I rode the ferry outbound from its shores on August 21st, 2017.

That would be this ferry:

the SS Badger 1708.21

I hesitate to say that I am "going home." My home is not in Michigan anymore. My home is in Woodland, Washington, just north of Vancouver and of Portland, Oregon. I lived in Michigan a long time.

Surely, it will be familiar. But I don't have that feeling of "going home." I am visiting family and friends. I am re-connecting with people, places, and things somewhere I lived a very long time. But I don't have that feeling of "relief," that feeling of comfort, security, and home. Maybe I will feel all those things when I get there. And maybe I won't. Maybe the thing that is missing from the equation is you, Mom. I don't know.

I will be staying with the Big Guy, Dad, in the condo where you died, Mom, a condo where I never lived, though there are many familiar things there, many of my things are there, and so there will be familiarity and love, but will there be home?

The home that you created is gone, Mom. The home that Dad and I created with you after your days of creating space were largely behind you is also gone. The home that Liesel and I created together is gone, too. By "gone," I mean that the home concept is gone. The physical places remain, of course. But the idea of "home" is gone; it has passed into memory and into feeling, emotion, love.

On the drive to the airport tomorrow morning (tomorrow as I post, this morning as I write), my wife thought I was sad. She was singing along to her music, and I was quiet. Partly, I was quiet because I don't much like "Safety Dance," but then "Under Pressure" played, and I didn't sing to that either. She read my emotions as sad, but my emotions are more complex than simple sadness. I am not sure exactly what I am feeling in a way that I can adequately describe. I think I will know when I get there.

I am bracing myself for the realization that one "cannot go home again" as Thomas Wolfe wrote so long ago.

Maybe I am also seeking closure. I was in such a rush to get out of Kalamazoo on a time schedule. I tried to enjoy the goodbyes and the love from friends and family, but there was also madcap packing and frenzy. This visit will be more reflective and slower paced.

So, we'll see.

Mom, I will soon be where you last were, physically, again.

Friends, for those who see this posting, shoot me a message. I am trying to find time to see as many people as possible, but I have not contacted everyone yet, partly because some plans are still up in the air, and partly because I know I cannot see everyone. I know everyone will understand.

Michigan, Kalamazoo, loved ones, I will see you soon.

PS: I didn't know what photo to choose for the top of this post. The K-College photo feels right as surely I will visit the campus, but it's only one of many places I love. I wish I had a better photo of myself surrounded by Kalamazoo people, loved ones...

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Reflect and connect.

Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Days ago = 892 days ago

- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.12 - 10:10

NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.

Monday, December 11, 2017

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #889 - Particle Horizon - Musical Monday for 1712.11


Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #889 - Particle Horizon - Musical Monday for 1712.11

Hi Mom,

I am trying to keep things simple.

Grading Hell.

So, here is new music from Ascendant.

I promise to have more to share with you soon.



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Reflect and connect.

Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you, Mom.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Days ago = 891 days ago

- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.11 - 10:10

NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #888 - At Yale Park - Lewis River - Drive to Mt. St. Helens

1712.10 - at Yale Park - Lewis River
Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #888 - At Yale Park - Lewis River - Drive to Mt. St. Helens

Hi Mom,

We went on a drive today to Mt. St. Helens. We didn't actually go very far up the mountain side and some roads were closed with snow as we found when we reached the PINE CREEK INFORMATION CENTER. We didn't go much beyond this point, but we learned that next time we should come down from the north along the 504 through Castle Rock.

This picture set above is from YALE PARK on the Lewis River, where we first stopped. The wind was as fierce as anything I experienced in Scotland, and despite the sunshine, it was very, VERY cold at this park. But the bathrooms were open, so that's a bonus.

After our drive to Pine Creek and back, we stopped at the COUGAR BAR AND GRILL, just north of Yale Park for a bite. GREAT burgers. Tater tots. Homey atmosphere. The bar maintains a mini-library and wood burning stove.

I am in Grading Hell, and it's Monday so this is all the content for now. I have final grades due Tuesday.

Liesel and I attended a lecture on Jungian psychology on Friday, but I have not yet had time to type up my notes and make some cogent sense of the lecture. So more on that in future post, though I doubt it will be out in either of the next two days.

Still, despite having grades to do, the drive healed our souls. It was needed.

It's so beautiful here.

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Reflect and connect.

Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you, Mom.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Days ago = 890 days ago

- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.10 - 10:10

NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.