Hamilton’s New York City

I received an amazing and mysterious gift from Elise for Christmas, 2016.

In an envelope looking like it contained a CD—she often creates music for us—was in fact a CD case. I thought perhaps it might even have been the soundtrack to the musical “Hamilton,” to which she had introduced me that spring, and to which I had been immediately drawn. We had been talking about it together constantly. Her students all wanted to perform and were infatuated by the music. Our book club discussed the book, and I was amazed by how it was interpreted in the music. AND by the (largely unrecognized?) influence Hamilton had in the formation of our country.

I thought, “How thoughtful. She got the album for me.” But when I opened the envelope, it was not a CD.

It WAS in fact a CD case, but it was empty. Instead, there was a puzzle, which upon assembly instructed me to open envelope 2.

Therein were TWO TICKETS TO THE BROADWAY PERFORMANCE OF “HAMILTON”! Early in the summer she had scoured the Internet for tickets so we could see it together. What a gift! She was somehow able to keep the secret for over six months, admitting it was difficult to do so.

Thus amazed and gratified, we began to think through how we could make this happen. We planned to spend a week there. Judy would come as well so we could share the trip. We didn’t know until almost the last minute whether Matt could come.

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Binary Choices: 000000

My thinking process gravitated to and was influenced by a class in propositional logic, which I took in ninth grade. The underlying assumption/proposition is that a thing cannot be both true and not true. For example, a thing cannot be both black AND not-black; white AND not-white.

That puts me to thinking whenever I hear statements which fly in the face of this fundamental concept. In my role as director of communications, I’m sensitive to being sure that the messages I manage are internally consistent; that they faithfully and accurately promote the “brand”; and that they logically make sense. Continue reading

2016 Christmas letter

Destination Denton: Matt, Elise, Anna, Judy, Alex and Rick (left to right) gathered for Christmas down south this year. Matt and Elise had to work around the holidays, so they couldn’t come home to Bloomington. Together in Texas we had a terrific time.

Big Year!

Anna and Alex were married on October 1.

The biggest news in this big year is that our baby, Anna, married her best friend and the love of her life, Alex Bauer. Perhaps we blinked: we’re not sure when or how the little frog who used to sleep splayed out on our chests–and who also used to scream through the night–grew up. She did and we’re pleased and proud of who she is.

There is a fun story. We were on a double date with Anna and Alex last January (dinner and a concert by the Saint Paul Chamber Orchestra). Anna excused herself to visit the ladies’ room, and Alex mentioned, almost casually, “Well, I made an exciting purchase today.” What, we wondered, could he mean? Continue reading

Merry Christmas, 2016!

Houston we've got a problem

Houston we’ve got a problem…

Merry Christmas from the Wattmans. Our family celebration this year took on a new dimension. We gathered at Elise’s home in Texas, rather than in Minnesota. The journey for Rick and Judy included flying through Houston, TX, which was a first for both of them. In the end, it may turn out to be their last as well. (More on that later…)

Circumstances conspired to effect this break from tradition: Judy’s mom did not come to Minnesota for Christmas this year; and Elise and Matt both had work in Texas which prevented their coming home for more than a day or two.

Brrrrrrrrrrrr!

Brrrrrrrrrrrr!

In the end, it was also VERY cold in Minnesota, so the relatively warm climes of Denton, TX, were a welcome respite from the frigid temps in the northland. When we left on Saturday, wind chill temperatures were in the 30º BELOW zero range.

We were surprised to find the Dallas temperatures temporarily at 20º ABOVE zero, but were soon rewarded with more a typical spread of 50º-70º. Continue reading