I sat down a couple of hours ago to type this letter and made the mistake of
checking my email first. I have now used up most of my available time but am
determined to write even a brief note to all of you as it will likely be a few
weeks before I have the chance again.
First, a few health updates from my last letter. Peter is healing well from
his fractured clavicle and has been given permission from the doctor to resume
soccer. This was fortunate since he had resumed playing anyway. He did test
positive for exercise-induced asthma, which means he is supposed to use an
inhaler before significant exertion. Iím glad for the diagnosis because it
explains symptoms that we had been trying to ignore before. Davidís fatherís
tests came out clear, and when I saw him on my way down to North Carolina two
weeks ago he was looking fine. We were very sorry to receive news that Gailís
father died shortly after my last letter, although it was a release for him.
That provided the excuse to put in a short visit with my brother and his family
in New Jersey one evening, a rather typical Feaver event in which we made
reservations at one restaurant, only to show up at another one by mistake.
While in North Carolina I received garbled word about a health situation with
my own father. The phone at our beach house was not operating most of the week,
so it wasnít until I got home that I learned the full story. Dad had been
having difficulty breathing, and was referred to a hospital in Honolulu. Because
of the cessation of commercial flights, he was taken by helicopter to Honolulu,
where he was given a diagnosis of congestive heart failure. He is back in Kona
now, taking some medication to relieve the symptoms, and they are continuing
with their plans to arrive here this Thursday.
We are in something of a panic because the house next door is not ready for
them. I was naive about how much time it takes to get things done, and the
contractor keeps discovering hidden more things "that really need to be
taken care of". Fortunately Mom and Dad are very flexible, and we will do
our best to get them settled as quickly as possible. It has been very
heartwarming to receive offers of furniture. I comfort myself that they began
their married life in a tent, so this is at least an improvement on that!
Of course, given their pending arrival, and the school year commencing, you
may be questioning why I was in North Carolina. Once again three other families
from church joined with us in renting a beach house (think mansion) on the Outer
Banks. We have to go at this time because it is the first week of Off Season,
and the rates are one-third the cost of summer rentals. The water is still warm
enough for swimming, and the whole atmosphere is quiet and relaxing. The beach,
that is. In the house we have about 13 children and 8 adults, most of them under
the age of 8. Part of the reason it is cheap then is because it is hurricane
season. We did have strong winds and "no swimming" orders on the first
couple of days, but the rest of the time was wonderful. The only down side to
this vacation plan is that David canít leave the Lehigh students at this time
in the semester and Peter is in school, so he and Peter stayed at home and
reveled in the quiet of our absence.
On the way home the vanís transmission gave out. We had been headed for
Baltimore to go to church with Daniel and see his new apartment. Somewhere
between D.C. and Baltimore I had to get off the road. The tow truck driver would
only take two passengers, so I had a real dilemma because I had four kids with
me (Stephen had taken along a friend for the week). Fortunately, Danielís
roommate drove down to the Wendyís where I left the three older boys, and Ben
and I were towed home. David then drove down and picked them up at Danielís
apartment. So I missed seeing Daniel but at lest the others had a brief visit.
They were most envious of his numerous computers.
We are trying to get our school year going in earnest, now that vacation is
officially over. Ben is very keen on doing school, too, which is a major
challenge since he needs full attention. I just bought a harmonica for him,
which he loves to play. Masterís Academy is a big part of our week now, too. I
am teaching the American Revolution for the next few weeks, and the more I
research it, the more Loyalist I become!
Soccer games and practices also figure prominently in the schedule. Peter
scored a goal this week Ė a nice comeback gesture. Benís games feature the
most injuries, and the players trample each other continually. Stephenís team
was thrilled to experience their first tie game this season. The weather is
getting nippy, but soccer provides a healthy impetus to get outside for a few
hours anyway. I always have the perhaps specious notion that I have
benefitted from their exercise!
Well, this has been a rushed and choppy letter Ė as promised Ė but I do
want to keep in touch. We love you all.