At
some point, we were going to visit my brother and sister-in-law about one
weekend a month in Kansas City. By the way, my brother didn’t turn out so
bad.
Soon, Chris and I moved to KCMO. We lived with them for a couple months while
we house hunted. A billion thanks to them. We were even on speaking terms when
we moved into our newly-purchased 1925 craftsman in August 2011. We dreamed of remodeling the
kitchen and the upstairs bathroom someday.
Our home was close to the Country Club Plaza, Westport, Crown Center and
downtown. We literally lived right around the corner from my brother and
sister-in-law’s business. We even lived close to their house.
I secured
work doing a job a lot like my old one. Only it was way lower-key. So did
Chris. We were also pursuing participation in a mentorship organization and
hoping to host international university students. We enjoyed having friends and
family over for dinner. In short, I really liked my life.
This concludes part three of my partial autobiography. To be continued.
