Remembering and Respecting

We remember you

We remember you

As Americans observe this day across the United States of America and in lands beyond, I wanted to share what I’ve heard from non-US citizens over the last few months about our country and our military. It’s been inspiring and I thought by sharing, you’d feel a little more blessed to have been born in, what is still, the greatest country in the world.

I was at dinner with someone from Germany recently and the discussion turned to politics. People who have never lived in the US are always curious about my opinion on how things really work. Do we really vote? Do we really care about what our President says? Do we really feel like we have a voice? And their opinion on our government is varied and most times educated. But there is one thing that seems consistent in all of these dinner and lunch and train ride conversations – their opinion on the American military.

This German expressed to me so clearly how much of the world feels about our military. About how thankful they are for us. About how the American military can be counted on when no one else can. When other governments don’t have the will to bring in forces when the situation requires. When other governments don’t have the ability to bring in forces when the situation requires. When other governments simply can’t afford to bring their troops into these situations, the world does count on the Americans to do what is necessary.

And they are appreciative. There is so much gratitude in these small, simple conversations. People can quote facts and figures about our military spending that I’ve even had to look up. They remind me that when I pay my taxes every April 15th, what a large (and just) portion goes to the US military budgets. Much of the rest of the world recognizes this and much of the rest of the world is thankful.

They believe in the US, even when sometimes, at home, we don’t. How ironic was it for this German to be telling me how the greatness of the American military. And it’s not just size and strength, but fortitude and trust. Most do, in fact, trust us to do the right thing.

So, while we may bicker at home about how long and how far and how much and at what cost, history and the recounting of history shows, that in most cases we have done good in the face of harm.

No matter what you believe about our current President, if you missed his Counter Terriorism address last week, I urge you to watch it. He discusses the daily security challenges of our nation and the role our military will continue to play to keep us all safe.

If I had heard these expressions of gratitude from one person, or during one discussion since I have been living out of the US, I might have dismissed them, but they are not in isolation. These genuine acknowledgments for the sacrifices that our military, their families and Americans all over the world make and do not go unnoticed.

So, while we remember those that gave some and some that gave all, recognize our country and we as Americans,  are unique, admired and respected.

God Bless Americans.

It’s about the journey

Taking it all in

Taking it all in

I had no idea the exact difference Uncle Henry would make in my life here in Switzerland. Being here on my own had been a life’s journey I needed to make for sure. And it seems I learn more each and every day. Uncle Henry’s teachings are not a new part of the theme, but probably more a demonstration of the theme each and every day.

Having a dog in the apartment in the city means you don’t just open the door and let him outside, you actually have to go for walks on a regular basis. And under the theme of “it’s about the journey, not the destination” I’ve probably never seen it so clearly demonstrated.

When you take Uncle Henry for a walk, you generally never just go out, let him do his business and return. Almost always, there is a departure from the plan, and almost always, it’s worth it.

Yesterday, his nose took us a different route than normal on our walk and we happened upon a small wine shop I hadn’t noticed before. It was about 15 minutes till closing (4:45pm on a Saturday as per normal here) and the shop owner summoned Uncle Henry over for some love and introduced me to a special guest, a farmer and his wife from Italy. For the next hour, I got a private instruction (and tastings) on the fine art of balsamic vinegar, the casks, the woods, the age, the flavors.

It was an amazing private experience. And before it was over, not only was I leaving with a very special bottle of certified balsamic (more on this later) but an invitation to visit the farm and family in Italy. And the shop owner and his wife sent me home with an additional surprise, part of their own home made panna cotta in their personal serving ware and told me just to bring it back any time.

Who’s coming with me on my next walk with Uncle Henry?

 

Parking – like the scary ride at Universal

Steering wheel cranked ALL the way right!

Steering wheel cranked ALL the way right!

So, I’ve mentioned that Switzerland is a small country. Which means there are a lot of small things here, like parking spaces and parking garages – parking lots don’t even exits.

Yes, that's about a skinch on either side...

Yes, that’s about a skinch on either side…

Oh, I’m not complaining, at least I have a parking spot (and negative, it’s not free, another thing about Switzerland, nothing is FREI) and my parking spot is in a garage in my building – translate – good during the winter.

Pillar Parking: So, you can't sit in the back seat on the passenger side if you want to actually get out.

Pillar Parking: So, you can’t sit in the back seat on the passenger side if you want to actually get out.

Having said that, getting in and out is every bit as freightening as your nightmare ride at an amusement park – anything but amusing. It’s the death spiral from hell, all two floors beneath the surface of the earth.

So, I’ve taken the only approach that seems appropriate – close my eyes – and just let Dorothy – my GPS and warning system, cause we’re not in Kansas anymore – just beep like crazy as if I wasn’t aware we were mere centimeters from 4 foot concrete walls on either side. Duh.

But my Texas visitors find it an amusing welcome to my building.

Just in case anyone is unclear as to who parks here

Texas Plates – Just in case anyone is unclear as to who parks here

Like walking a Panda on a leash in Waller

It’s becoming comical, Uncle Henry that is. It must be the tail thing, or lack of it….. In Switzerland, it’s illegal to crop tails and ears on dogs. They say it’s inhumane as that’s how dogs communicate. You’re not even allowed to bring a rescue dog into the country if it’s been cropped.

I had to do some research to figure out that since I was moving here, and I had owned Uncle Henry before I got here, that it was ok to bring him here. Ok and frowned upon are two different stories though. As the Pembroke Corgi, different from the Cardigan Corgi, was originally a genetic anomaly and didn’t have tails but when cropping became common, they stopped breeding for it. And while Corgis of both types are quite common in Texas, especially with horse and cattle owners, they are as unique as awesome picante sauce here in Switzerland. They have just never seen such an animal, unicorn like.

I swear, the next time we go out, he’s going to have a Sharpie tied to his collar and he’s going to start signing autographs. Where ever we go, people want to stop and pet him and find out about him. I’ve also learned to just say “they’re born like that.” It’s just easier……..I don’t want to be the inhumane Texas girl that maimed her dog….

He is just LOVING all the attention. All the kiddos want to come play with him and he just rolls over and begs for more tummy rubs. People just smile when they see him coming. He’s always got a smile on his face too. He’s such a show off.

At the office, he’s got everyone trained. They come say hello to him in the mornings, they bring him bags of treats in the afternoon and they come say goodbye to him before they leave. He has quite a calming effect in meetings, everyone seems much nicer 🙂 I guess no one wants to upset the dog.

I think everyone in Texas ought to start bringing their dogs to work. I suppose there are dogs that wouldn’t do well, but if they are the sort that tend to just lay around during the day anyway, I really don’t see why not. It’s certainly made my work day more enjoyable.

Yep, the icecream guy even offered him a taste

Yep, the icecream guy even offered him a taste