I mentioned the applications we dropped off at Father Duenas Boys School. And I mentioned the interview Wakana had. Well, they hired her. She has to go to the school today to do whatever they do to induct someone into their ranks. I am very proud of her. She is very happy.

Two years ago when we were wandering around England my friend Gordon developed a bad infection in his left leg. As usual he let it go until almost too late. Then, around the middle of May, the infection returned. He has been laid up for the last couple of weeks. This time he hustled his butt to the doctor's office at the first sign of trouble. He's doing OK but the doctor is worried about the repeat.

I only mention this because I had the same problem shortly after coming back to the island from that trip. I am keeping a close eye on my infection zone.

Last night, on the way home from work, I stopped off at the Chamorro Village. Every Wednesday they have their Market Night. The place is crowded with people from many nations and cultures. The air is scented with barbecue and other foods. Music filled the air. I sat with Gordon at his booth keeping him company as he sold his jewelry and talked with the people. On the stage across from us the traditional dancers wove there way through the island rhythms. Chinese, Japanese, Chamorros and other Pacific islanders, and United Statesians of all races filled the spaces and wandered between the market stalls. It was a lovely evening, cool and pleasant, with lights adding to the festive air.

Larry had come down to help out so I wasn't needed and left after a while to buy supper and head home. It was a lovely drive with the wind blowing through the car and the moon sparkling on the water. Life is good.

By the way, is anyone interested in some jewelry made from snake bone? Gordon makes necklaces and dangling earrings using the vertebrae of Brown Tree Snakes. PM me and I will get prices for you.