today i attended a seminar: coordinating support & rehabilitation services through the child and family team. absolutely thrilling, but preferable to further study of my juvenile law handbook. so mr. michael terkeltaub, purported expert on all things coordination, rehabilitation, etc., begins the morning by having us introduce ourselves. (which is annoying but secretly i like because i get to announce that i'm an attorney :)
hi, i'm kelley jancaitis, i work as an attorney for the juvenile division of the public defender's office in the verde valley.
he says: oh, i played ball with a tommy jancaitis. in norfolk? went to granby high school? played in the state championship game?
i've been a prescottonian for all of 2 days and i've already met someone who went to high school with my dad. plus this guy knows more about my dad than i do!
in fact, the world is so small, that my office in the trailer park of justice (picture forthcoming) is immediately adjacent to africa. actually, it's the out-of-africa wildlife park -- close enough. kennedy says that sometimes you'll just be sitting at your desk, looking out the window and a giraffe will walk by. but maybe it's also a secret time-warp into malawi and i can go visit matt on my lunch breaks.
and finally, in just a few short days, i have discovered cornbread at st. michael's that rivals that found at almost heaven BBQ in mineral, VA. a true piece of home right on historic whiskey row.
it's a small, small world.
04 December 2007
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it is sometimes smaller than you think...and sometimes bigger than you can imagine.
johnny the mineral cornbread cook will not be happy to hear this...but i bet matt will be thrilled to have lunch with you. chance meetings can be fun and informative.
sounds like a good start to being a prescottonian!
a blast from my past? the curse of a distinctive last name. I wonder if his recollections match mine after all these years. Say hello for me and enjoy the African trailer park cornbread.
The joys of the last name... I called Dr. Duval's office today and the lady (Gale--same lady with bloooonde hair) said, "I know three girls with that last name." I said, I'm one of them. Yes, I probably need braces again. She follows up with "do you wear your retainer?" and this is where i begin banging my head against the wall.
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