Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from the Neergaards
Mark Twain said he wanted to be in Cincinnati when the world ended "Because everything there happens ten years later". Which suits us, the senior branch (and getting ever more senior, by cracky) just fine. Lois and I remain peacefully quiescent and in reasonable condition, snowbirding over the winter in delightful Hilton Head, and otherwise just being part of the gentle local scene in Cincinnati – socializing with friends, tending the garden, communing with Photoshop to create personalized greeting cards, playing (at) tennis, and enjoying the (quite good!) local theater, ballet and opera. |
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I did break out a couple of times (not Lois, who alas doesn't fly), in May to Europe and Egypt, and in September to the Great Northwest for a triptych of reuning. I started this later idyll with a weekend of touring the Olympic peninsula with the admirable Bentons, then spent several days driving around the gorgeous Cascades with the well-loved Bradshaws (my college roomie and his wife), finally finishing in Seattle (what an amazing city!) for the biannual reunion of our fraternity brethren of the 50's. It was indeed a splendid ten days.
The trip to Europe and Egypt in May was enormous good fun. I was graciously eased over my jet-lag by the Treadaways in Germany, then popped up to Holland to join with our Dutch branch, Sue, Jan Willem & Co, who took me to Egypt. We spent a week visiting all the sites one is supposed to see, from Giza south; we rode on feluccas and camels (the kids did, anyhow), and spent a memorable morning in Cairo's camel market (definitely not in the guidebooks). We then drove across the desert to El Gouna, a coastal resort on the Red Sea across from Sharm el Sheikh. Our Istanbul branch, Richard and Ishraq & Co have a villa there, and joined us for our second week. Man, talk about Days of Wine and Roses! Think a surreal St Tropez at the edge of the desert.
Y'know - it's really really nice to have kids who are willing to trundle you about, as once you trundled them.
But enough about
us fogies. I have again
volunteered our effervescent offspring to write their own sections of
this
letter. The good news is that
they've responded with enthusiasm.
The bad news is that what's supposed to have been a
letter has
mushroomed into an epic. I can but
apologize.
Sue and Jan
Willem (and Willem
and Nick) [resident in a
charming village south of Amsterdam, amidst meadows and canals]
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The water around us, whether frozen or
liquid, provides a lot of fun. Immediately
after spending last Christmas in Cincinnati, we came home to a frozen
country. In a Breughel-like setting, Nick
quickly mastered skating skills, stepping out of our kitchen and onto
the ice – with a chair. Then six months
later, when the substance had sufficiently warmed up to melt, Willem
and Nick enjoyed the water by sailing on it again this year, but now
with increased speed, in a Laser and in a Catamaran. |
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The use of wind energy is what the boyz share with their Dad. Jan Willem
bought out the company he started last year and is now running his own
business in rotor blade technology for wind turbines.
The company now employs six people, is headquartered in
Holland, has a branch in the US and in India, and is doing business all
over the world. This means that travel has
increased now to the point that Delta is sending us gifts from
Tiffany's. (We prefer the free
drinks on board.) Sue is busier than ever,
working at school and continuing to build her enormous world coin
collection. She now has coins from
countries the UN didn't even know existed. Willem and Nick have
changed schools; they now attend the
International School of Hilversum. Nick
decided to let wrestling be for a year after the health insurance
companies of his opponents started grumbling; he's
joined the local soccer team instead, VV Sportief. Willem
is É. um.... well... Willem
is now a teen-ager. |
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A true highlight of the year was our trip to Egypt in April. This was the 10-year birthday trip for Willem and Nick from Gampa. We visited the main sights in Cairo, Aswan, Abu Simbel and Luxor, and spent a very relaxing couple of days in El Gouna with Richard and Ishraq at their house there.... (شكرا لك = shuckran, or "Thank you" – the first words of course to learn when visiting a foreign land!) |
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Arthur's life
continues with
his engineering career, working projects in P&G's Product
Development, and punctuated by occasional mini trips for business and
pleasure. Highlights have been long
weekends in Chicago for museum visits, New Orleans for jazz, blues, and
spicy food, Orlando for a convention, skiing in California, Hilton Head
to visit Mom & Dad at Thanksgiving, Pittsburgh to visit Peter and
his family in their new house, and Port Clinton in northern Ohio for
the National Rifle Championships.
Of
course the Riverfest weekend right here in Mt Adams, for
which Arthur throws his annual watch-the-fireworks (and more) party
was, as always, a big hit. His cat
collection has remained stable - they manage the apartment while
he's gone, and help with typing on the k™lh£jsc∞v¢c
computer whenever he's home. |
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Nick
is developing a web page, pretty girls
are being lined up to do demos; corporate
officers have been appointed (ie, Sue, Jan Willem, and Arthur). Production is imminent. [You may use the reverse side of this
Christmas letter to order the number of yoyos you need.
Include your credit card info.] |
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Richard and
Ishraq (and
Samer and Lila
my favorite
granddaughter) [currently en route, in
stages, from Istanbul to Frankfurt]:
After four adventuresome and dynamic years in
Istanbul as the general Manager of Reckitt-Benckiser's
subsidiary in Turkey Richard was named GM for Germany, one of the
company's larger subsidiaries. The family is thrilled to move back to
Europe where we'll live in the Frankfurt area. Unfortunately
the international school in Frankfurt is full. Samer
and Lila can't be admitted until September, so will have to
remain in the International School of Istanbul until then, forcing the
family to live apart for eight months, adding to the stress of the move. |
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Aside from this
speed bump,
everyone is doing well. Ishraq is Vice
Chairman of the school board and was until recently
a board member of the International Women's Club, in charge of
Charity. She made a magnificent trip to
Tibet, Nepal and Bhutan with a girlfriend
this
Fall. The kids are
also great. Samer is 13 and has started
the frightful
metamorphosis to teen-age-hood. Local
police have been notified. He still enjoys creating
computer animations, and plans to Change the World as an engineer. Lila is 11 and continues her
love of art and piano. It's scary to us
how a little kid can just sit down and play any complex classical song
from sheet music when we can't remember even three notes in a
row. Coco, the chocolate lab, is now two, and is
still a fun bouncy ball of fur. As ever, the
family continues
to enjoy regular, beautiful holidays on the Red Sea in Egypt: diving, escapes on the Harley, island visits,
and plenty of sun. These events, along
with Family Christmas at grandma and grandpa's, are always the
highlights of our year. |
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Peter and Cathy
(and Steven and Alexander) [living in
Pittsburgh; both with IBM]:
Steven (nine) continues to
excel academically, as is evident from his placement in the advanced
math and reading programs. He advanced one
step closer to achieving his black belt in Tae Kwon Do. His
extracurricular activities this year included tennis lessons, swimming
lessons, soccer, basketball and cub scouts. When
he is not studying or playing sports, he loves to spend time chasing
his brother around in circles (over and over again). Perhaps the biggest announcement is that we moved! After months of looking, we finally found a wonderful house in the Mt Lebanon section of Pittsburgh. We have already completed a number of home improvement projects and are making it feel like home.
Finally, work continues to go
well for both us at IBM. We have both
reduced our travel significantly – which is a good thing – although we
did manage to escape to Italy to celebrate yet another anniversary of
Cathy's 29th birthday J . |