(mostly in christmas cards that you never received)
Prior docs
| Life in Syracuse! We toyed with being Jehovas for a while, but they
didn't want us. Their loss.
Click for full size → We moved there as soon as Debbie finished her master's in SLP at LSU. (1980) | 
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| France suited us better.
→ After receiving his PhD at Syracuse, Hubert got posted to CERN for 2 years. Saskia was born there.(1985) | 
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| Whoa! 2 kids!
(1992) | 
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| More fictitious landscapes | 
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| Holding up our end in Santa Fe in 2011 | 
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Hubert's bio:
After leaving Centenary, Hubert returned to the land of clogs and
windmills, and signed up at Delft U. However, there were
plenty of exciting things to do besides class. After some
years, the appearance of Debbie in the European theater,
and the draft board noticing that he was not making a lot
of progress, it was time to dodge the situation and once
again cross the pond. Westward ho! or actually, Southward,
to LSU of all places. Then North to Syracuse, time to
buy skis and the first of many snow shovels. After having been judged
proficient at the task, he was sent to smash atoms at CERN
for a few years.
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Deb's bio: Deb left Centenary in spring, 1972, for LSU and then on to UNC Chapel Hill. Studying linguistics was fun, albeit not so practical. Senior year was supposed to be in Orleans, France but France decided to go on strike. The university closed, there was no heat, no mail, no phone, no banks, and there were frequent power cuts in solidarity with the unions. The French didn't like the new president they’d just elected. A visit to the Netherlands proved to be a good time: Calls home were possible, there were functioning banks and post offices for mailing stuff. Also, Hubert and his family were much nicer than the people who were supposed to be the "host family" in Orleans. Deb stayed in Amsterdam, finished her BA and later took a job in a travel agency where they needed a French speaker. A year later, back to LSU to get a degree in something more practical, Speech and Language Pathology. Hubert decided to come too, rather than get drafted. The consul in Rotterdam decided that Hubert was just coming to the US to "leech off our excellent social welfare system." Hubert ended up having to apply for a fiancé visa. The green card wedding imposed by the US Consulate has lasted almost 36 years. Who knew?!?
Northern New Mexico is beautiful and sort of like south Louisiana, except
that surnames are Spanish and the natives speak an archaic Spanish dating
back to the conquistadors. Except that there isn't much water, not for
swimming, gardening or drinking. The mountains are something else. The
light is amazing.
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