They Pled Their Own Case

March 11, 2003 by Steve Peifer

The paralegal told us to show up promptly at 9am to court. We had heard horror stories of how long this could take, so we drove two hours to the court with food, drinks, magazines and a nervous feeling.
Our first surprise was that our paralegal had become our lawyer. It was such a long process that our paralegal graduated from law school and became our attorney. We didn’t know this until that morning.
We also didn’t know that she had only...

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No, the Black one

January 20, 2003 by Steve Peifer

Kenya has changed its laws, and to adopt, the courts appoint a guardian from the Kenyan Child Welfare Society to oversee how you raise the children. She was scheduled to come to our home, but at the last moment she asked us to come to her office. For those of you old enough to remember the old Batman show, her office looked like an abandoned factory now used for nefarious means by criminal masterminds. It was scary to go inside,...

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Africa is whiter than Indiana

September 8, 2002 by Steve Peifer

Several years ago, I signed a contract with a company in Indiana. To celebrate, they said they wanted to go a Mexican restaurant. I had lived in Texas for years, and told them I ate lots of real Mexican food, and we could go someone else. They insisted, so we went.
When the waiter came over, he asked if I wanted to hear the specials. I said sure, and he said `We’ve got (I’m going to write this like he said...

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You are my favorite student

July 16, 2002 by Steve Peifer

For the last day of school, I borrowed something from Erma Bombeck, and modified it for my classes. I started alphabetically, and told Ha-Sun Ahn: `You are my favorite student. I appreciate your brilliance in grammar, your witty writing, and your hilarious speeches. Please don’t tell anyone in the class that you were my favorite student.’ I moved on to Ryan and said `Ryan, you were my favorite student. I loved your accents when we read out loud, I appreciated...

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They are here!

December 23, 2001 by Steve Peifer

Saturday, 23 December, we went into Nairobi to the New Life Home and brought back Katie and Ben. Yes, I know we told you he was going to be called Casey, but he’s a Ben! The home had named him Ben and all of us kept calling him Ben. We had no problem switching Betsy over to Katie, but Ben is Ben and so he shall be!
I was concerned that I might be ambivalent towards the babies. Actually I was...

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The Road to Katie and Casey

December 3, 2001 by Steve Peifer

With all due respect, Nancy doesn’t understand males. At the end of the term, we have our dorm clean up, and we write down the things they will need to do. On the list that she was going to actually GIVE to the boys, she had written:  “Wash walls if necessary.”
Sadly, it came to me to inform her that I was 46 years old, and had NEVER felt like it was necessary to wash a wall. If the walls were...

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