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.