Monthly Archives: August 2013

Remembering an Old Friend

It was April, 1990, when I was riding on a train with a group of friends coming back from Utah. I was journaling in braille for my blind friend about our trip. As I was journaling, a man passed by and stopped to ask if I was indeed writing in braille. I responded with a yes, and he was fascinated. I, in turn, was fascinated with the fantastic accent this man had. I was 15 years old at the time, from Indiana, and was completely intrigued by anything from outside of my small town.

As time went by on the train ride, I found myself sitting by this man and his traveling companion who was his wife. Pat and Peter Treasure were from Perth, West Australia, and it was that day on the train when a very long lasting friendship began.

Today I learned from Pat that Peter lost a battle to cancer. He was 92 years old. I learned from his daughter that he fought a good fight and made it to his and Pat’s 65th wedding anniversary in April. Amazing.

As the years have gone by, we’ve been in touch; at first just a couple of times a year via snail mail, but later on a they got hooked up to email, and our communication became more frequent.

David got to meet them in December of 1996, the day after we were married. We were driving through Ohio, and stopped at their youngest daughter’s house in Dayton, Ohio. That was the last time I saw them.

I’ve had dreams of going to Australia to visit. In the email Pat wrote to me today she said she hopes she’ll be around long enough to meet my sweet girl. I hope so, too, but am saddened by the thought that it may never happen. I think next year when I turn 40 I’ll hope for that to be my birthday present. I’d just like to take my sweet girl to visit a very sweet old friend. That would be one of the sweetest times in my life.

Peter Treasure, you were a sweet soul. I’m pleased that I knew you. Thank you for stopping by on that train car so many years ago. May you be at a peaceful rest. God bless you, my friend.

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The Joy of School

I’m currently studying South Bend, Indiana, for my Shrinking Cities class at Pratt. There’s something about studying about vacant land and unemployment rates and how to fix a shrinking city that makes me feel alive. I’m on my lunch break and am loving reading a report put together by a committee headed up by the mayor of South Bend on how to reuse vacant space.

Studebaker closed shop in the 1960s. The city has been in sad shape since. I’m intrigued by this topic and really enjoy studying it.

Love school. Love planning. Love preservation. All of it makes me really happy.

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