Hey! The fall issue of Saskatoon HOME is out and it’s early! I think I say this about every issue, but this is one of my favourites. One of my pet stories is the piece about fine bone china. I learned a lot. Did you know that they call it bone china because it really does contain bone? Cow bone. What’s more, there’s some guy in Seattle who will make a lovely set of dishes for you using your loved one’s ashes. That way, you can have your family member over for dinner every night. For this story, we visited Don Penn of Penn’s Antiques, and also Roger and Chris out at Solar Gardens. Check out Roger’s vast collection, beautifully displayed in the dining room. That’s me and Roger, me trying not to break anything! Get your issue to bone up on china knowledge, and there’s plenty of other interesting stuff, too.
The content for each issue of Saskatoon HOME magazine is determined by a panel of readers, locals who love reading about what makes Saskatoon a great place to live. This gem, Kathy Diederichs, was featured in our summer issue. We don’t promise that you’ll become a local celebrity (and you don’t have to put on a suit either!), but we will be very appreciative. And you might get taken out for coffee (or a London Fog). If you’d like to be a member of this esteemed panel, click here or email firstname.lastname@example.org with Reader Panel in the subject line.
We’ve been collecting our Bob Perske memorabilia today, and reliving lovely memories. We’re happy to have an original Perske cartoon, and we found an envelope that Jim received and put away in his ‘special stuff’ drawer. It gave Jim permission to stand up for himself when people didn’t treat him right; Bob’s small ‘Be Kind’ strategy is one we’ll make sure Jim puts into practice. Bob emailed later and said he was just joking about Rick ever being mean! ha Here’s another letter with a self portrait, and a photo of Bob and Jim doing speech homework at the dining room table.
Nearly 35 years ago, I met a man that influenced me immeasurably. My writing today would not be the same without his guidance and example. Robert Perske, advocate, author, decent human being, wrote about the value people with disabilities bring to their families and to communities. I read his books and wrote to him. He wrote back. He read my stuff. For some reason, he took to me and we began a lovely relationship. He was a steadfast pen pal with our son Jim for years; Jim always called him Bob Brewsky, and Bob always got a kick out of that. In one of the most recent letters, Bob talked about “being down but not out,” promising Jim he’d write again soon. He was on Jim’s regular update list, and often sent lovely notes about Jim’s full, rich life, sharing jokes and funny links, goofy gifts and always a big dose of positive. We saved everything, each a pearl about what a good life can be for someone who is respected and loved. Bob died August 14th at home, in Darien, Connecticut. He was 88.
Not long ago, Bob wrote a piece about my latest book, Flourish: People with Disabilities Living Life with Passion.
“Flourish is bold and cocky and picturesque and very much up front. I am moving from vignette to vignette slowly and trying to stop and reflect on each person before taking on the next one. As usual your writing is so clear and active and so very much the Karin I always knew and loved in the past. And Jim! You do so very much to help that sweet guy be his sparkling best. I wonder what Jim would be like if he never had his wonderful cast of family and friends.”
He was always a gentle critic and wonderful cheerleader. Bob came to visit us in Saskatoon in the middle of a frigid winter several years ago, and I was given an extraordinary gift. This smiling, generous man arrived at the airport at midnight, February 29th – a leap year – taking a leap of faith on me. He emerged through Customs with a Sports Authority hockey bag, freshly ripped open at one end courtesty of the airlines, out of the hole was a glimpse of what was just the tip of the iceberg that is Robert Perske’s collected works. Now my collected works, hand delivered for safe keeping, all the way from Darien, Connecticut, by this man who thought I might do something worthwhile with them. Rick, Jim, Bob and I spent the next several days laughing, telling stories, eating – Rick tried to kill him one evening by cooking up a wonderful batch of carne adovada with the wrong sort of chilis – but we ate it through tears, drinking wine, and telling more stories. We went for bracing walks bundled up at -20. Jim and Bob would get up early and just sit with each other, petting the cat, no need for words. We were family.
We began a book together, and during those days he spent with us, I made nearly 20 recordings of his stories and observations. Over the next while, we got a lot done on that book. But it wasn’t time for his memoirs. He was heart-deep in trying to exonerate a man with a disability, Richard Lapointe, whom he was absolutely convinced had been unjustly imprisoned for a murder he did not commit. Richard was ultimately released from prison just recently, so Bob lived to see that happen. It wasn’t exactly what he’d hoped for, but at least Richard got out and hopefully, as a free man, he will have that seafood dinner they often talked about.
This is one of Bob’s last notes to Jim. Jim always liked to read letters from Bob. They were plain, honest, made sense, and were full of love.
Jim Schwier: Long time I not write.
But you are a good guy.
You keep writing anyway.
You send pictures.
In them you are smiling.
You are happy.
You are proud.
Good for you.
Now I have stopped work..
I will have time to write you again.
Can I write you?
You are a good man.
You are a happy man.
You do good work.
I am proud to know you.
Bob, we are proud to have known you, too. Our best wishes to Martha and the family. We are feeling a little at a loss tonight, but blessed at the same time. Martha says there will be no funeral, and Bob continues to give. He donated his body to the Yale School of Medicine, and I’m sure he’s chuckling about getting into Yale as a mature student. Memorial donations can be made to Communitas, Box 358, Manchester, CT, 06040.
Studio Teaching in Higher Education, the book Rick has been working on with his buddy Elizabeth Boling of Indiana University has arrived! They worked with colleagues Colin, Kennon and Katy over the past few years.The hardcover and softcover babies are here.
Here’s what Routledge has to say about it: Well-established in some fields and still emerging in others, the studio approach to design education is an increasingly attractive mode of teaching and learning, though its variety of definitions and its high demands can make this pedagogical form somewhat daunting. Studio Teaching in Higher Education provides narrative examples of studio education written by instructors who have engaged in it, both within and outside the instructional design field. These multidisciplinary design cases are enriched by the book’s coverage of the studio concept in design education, heterogeneity of studio, commonalities in practice, and existing and emergent concerns about studio pedagogy. Prefaced by notes on how the design cases were curated and key perspectives from which the reader might view them, Studio Teaching in Higher Education is a supportive, exploratory resource for those considering or actively adapting a studio mode of teaching and learning to their own disciplines.
Thank you to Amanda and Rob Soulodre of Saskatoon HOME magazine for my new uniform. As I work on the fall issue, I will wear it and try to contain the ruthless sense of absolute power!
Up in Whitehorse, I’m having a great week with my parents. Mom and I popped in to say hello to Colette Acheson, ED at the Yukon Association for Community Living. I donated a couple of copies of Flourish: People with Disabilities Living Life with Passion, and learned about how the YACL is helping to create a community where everyone is welcome. Mom got very interested in the Odd Job Squad. Also learned that my co-author Dave Hingsburger (Sexuality: Your Sons and Daughters with Intellectual Disabilities) will be heading north in October to do some workshops. If you’re anywhere nearby, you’ve got to go see him. You will learn heaps!