Mary Virginia Terry, receiving an honorary degree from the University of Georgia at the 2009 Spring Commencement. She with her late husband, C. Herman Terry, provided a gift to the business school of $6M in 1990, and the Terry College of Business was then named after the Terry family.
She has the most classy southern drawl and a warm, grandmotherly voice. Her speech was sincere and heart-felt, and she concluded by blowing a kiss to all of the graduates!
Dabblings & Diatribes
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Works
It's 10:02pm, and my day just started. My mouth burns and my stomach gurgles restlessly. Those wings again. And no malt tonight, they're out. "I'm in love with this soul, it's a meaning that I understand" runs through my broken headphones.
This day is almost over, I'll hope to be asleep by 11:00 tonight. But laundry needs to be done, the dishes grow impatient, and the FTTA reading list needs some attention. Another simple day; Work and dinner, then it's time to start the cycle again.
A fifty-five hour week requires eleven hour days, unless you want to work weekends. No sir! An eleven hour day means you arrive at nine (no since in coming earlier since India is still working until about then), and stay until 8. You can take an hour lunch break, if you want to stay until 9pm that evening. It is very glamorous.
I have special incentives. Overtime meals! My $16 dinner is covered by Diner's Club. It comes through as taxable compensation, but what do I care? My tax bracket is very understanding.
This day is almost over, I'll hope to be asleep by 11:00 tonight. But laundry needs to be done, the dishes grow impatient, and the FTTA reading list needs some attention. Another simple day; Work and dinner, then it's time to start the cycle again.
A fifty-five hour week requires eleven hour days, unless you want to work weekends. No sir! An eleven hour day means you arrive at nine (no since in coming earlier since India is still working until about then), and stay until 8. You can take an hour lunch break, if you want to stay until 9pm that evening. It is very glamorous.
I have special incentives. Overtime meals! My $16 dinner is covered by Diner's Club. It comes through as taxable compensation, but what do I care? My tax bracket is very understanding.
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