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The Journal of Dr. Richard L. Sleight
May 2021

 

   

"Just a Sitte Boy..."

Jean sent us a text message with a link to the 1981 song by Journey, Don't Stop Believin.  It begins with these lines:

   Just a small town girl
   Livin' in a lonely world
   She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
   Just a city boy
   Born and raised in South Detroit
   He took the midnight train goin' anywhere

I was at first confused, since it was clear she was meaning this to be the "gender reveal" of their baby.

But Annie caught the "Sitte boy" in the lyrics right off. Little Mr. Sitte has a due date of November 8th.

 

Eight Big Buildings Coming to NE 8th St. and 100th Ave. NE

Forty years ago when we moved here there was a single eight-story building in downtown Bellevue, the PACCAR building. 

These signs just went up around the four blocks bordered by NE 8th and NE 10th streets and 100th and 102nd Avenue NE, the QFC block and the QFC headquarters block north of it.  West Bellevue will never be the same.

Nancy mentioned her thankfulness for the Vuecrest community just south of us that forms a buffer between the massive high-rise expansion that will come within two blocks of us in the next few years and the remaining residential properties like ours west of 100th Avenue NE.

These images show how this major complex of high-rise buildings will stand right next to residential west Bellevue.

We worry that the plans lack sufficient parking for residents and visitors. We also wonder if we will lose the convenient drug store and QFC grocery store.

I wonder what this will do to our property taxes.

My annual banner photo taken each July from our roof will show the changed skyline.

A Home Takes Shape

On May Day, Jean's siblings and parents joined the Sittes for a moving day.  We moved the large Hsu rosewood china cabinet that had been stored in our living room, and two dressers, to the Sitte home in "Berrydale."  (I like the Berrydale name since they have a Kent address but are so much closer to Covington.)

Driving through Kent, past James, and up Smith, past the McDonalds at 102nd Pl., is so familiar.


From Kent's East Hill, we go southeast on SR-516, the Kent-Kangley road, to 152nd Ave SE, the beginning of the Kent-Black Diamond road, under Highway 18, across the railroad tracks and then a quick right onto 158th Ave SE and the Sitte home.

There are a lot of decisions to make when moving into an empty house.  Work on the interior ceilings, removing asbestos and then adding a new ceiling texture, is done.  The new roofing job that was underway during our visit was finished on the 3rd.  Then replacing the insulation in the attic completed a month of house-prep work. 

New ceiling mounted light fixtures are still to follow.

It was a special time as we all got to explore the new home and yard. 

I culled a selection of Corelle dishware from our collection for them.  It will be handy now that they own a microwave. 

Jean and Nancy prepared dinner while the rest of us played with Luna and taught the children to avoid the few Nettles down by Jenkins Creek.  (I plucked them up and tossed them into the stream.)

We heard the train go by and can always hear the creek in the background when outside. 

I don't know what I am more envious of, their own private creek,
or all their potential garden space!

 

   
 

 

Valerie's Baptism is a Mother's Day YouTube Hit with the Family

We get up at 8:00 AM each Sunday and by 8:30 AM we are tuned into University Presbyterian Church on YouTube.  Early in the service on May 9th, a montage of video clips taken at the baptism last month showed the pre-recorded baptism of Valerie and a number of other UPC children.  Baptizing babies on Mother's Day must be a common church tradition.


 

Reuben is Baptized
on May 29th

The Gospel was proclaimed by Fr. Davis through the Nicene Creed at Reuben's baptism at Enumclaw's Sacred Heart Church.

Grandparents David and Helen Eby, the Sittes, Dishers, and Pastricks, Julie Adams, and Randy and his friend Paul from Lake Stevens all attended.

Mount Rainier was out in its splendor on a beautiful late Saturday afternoon as we all enjoyed a celebratory picnic following the sacrament in honor of this very special occasion in Reuben's life.

 
 

       
    
 

"May the 4th be with You"

I wish I could fit into my 9th grade clothes!  Annie dressed up in the Princess Leia costume that Nancy made for her twenty years ago and performed in a skit at Seattle Christian School, on May 4th of course.

  

     

 

Mother's Day

Someday our house in Bellevue will be clean and organized and ready to host big family parties again.  Until then, Susan's elegant home hosts these.  But now, Jean and Joel's new house also serves that purpose.

We started the month moving the Sittes out of Susan's basement and this has continued all month long.  Our 1990 Ford Club Wagon, which has sat idle for a long time, is once more earning its gas.

As the COVID-19 pandemic finally seems to be easing, masks are coming off and more of our friends are able to join us at these "family" events.

       
     

        

Shadow Starts Showing Her Age

Shadow hasn't changed her overall behavior.  She begs for breakfast too early in the morning.  She wants to sit in my lap when I am typing at my computer.  She watches from our driveway as we come and go.  And she still goes to sleep on my shoulder at night.

But this month, I first noticed that she balks when trying to jump up onto the tub to get to the bathroom counter where Nancy keeps water in her sink.  Shadow is now at least 12 years old.

I have been clearing out more and more from my McKenna Hall office each Wednesday, the only day each week that I go to SPU this last Spring quarter.  I brought home the step-stool that helped me reach the top of the storage cabinet in my office.  It is now part of Shadow's new path to fresh water.

Each Wednesday night, as these pictures show, Shadow greets me and the latest pile of junk brought home from my office as I close in on retirement.  

Valerie Dresses Up as Baby Annie

When Annie was two, she had her picture taken by the church directory photographer.  Thirty-plus years later, Valerie was wearing the same dress, so of course we needed a commemorative photo.



   

An Old Hobby Returns

Joel had a 10-gallon planted aquarium and talked about building his own big one.  I had the 29-gallon that the Smiths had given me.  Then Joel bought a 75-gallon via Craig's List with a stand and complete setup including plants and fish.  When I helped him move it, the seller had a 20-gallon tank sitting there.  I asked what her plans were for it and she said it was for sale.  Joel bought it for me for $20.  Its LED light alone was worth twice that.

As I was searching the shed for old aquarium items from my single days, I was surprised to discover another 10-gallon tank I'd completely forgotten.  Then, as I was clearing out my office at SPU, I brought home a small steel cabinet and a steel two-shelf bookcase, both Boeing Surplus purchases.  The end result was a collection of three tanks totaling 59 gallons, plus a number of smaller (1-2 gallon) breeder bowls and tanks.

Perhaps the biggest surprise has been the plants and snails I took out of cold Jenkins Creek the first time.  They are thriving in the 10-gallon.  The biggest snail I've named Waldo as in "Where's Waldo?"  Finding him in the tank has become a game with Charis.

In the 20-gallon (left) I'm growing moss, including Java moss.  The Internet tells me some non-aquatic mosses can do fine in an aquarium.  I'll use it to try to breed fish and shrimp.  When we went down to Reuben's baptism, I fished out more aquatic plants from Jenkins Creek.  I added these to the 20-gallon too.  I moved the remaining 10+ year-old goldfish that had been living outside in my old 25-gallon hexagonal acrylic tank to the 29-gallon one. The 10-gallon has Endler's Livebearers and six White Cloud minnows, plus a few Ghost shrimp.  I do not plan to get close to the 245 combined gallons I had back in 1980.

For substrate for the two bigger tanks, I just bought a cubic foot of "Pea Pebbles" from Home Depot for $10.  I built a sieve and washed this gravel over the wheelbarrow. It was a good amount and gives these tanks a natural look, as opposed to the green aquarium gravel that I moved from the 29-gallon to the 10-gallon.

The small unknown plant from Jenkins Creek has grown quickly to the top of the small tank.  I've harvested more and have planted the 20-gallon tank.

Endler's Livebearers are similar to Guppies.  Alas, I began with two males and three females, but so far have lost one of each gender.

Ghost Shrimp are hard to spot and fragile, but can be easy to breed.  I started with five and hope in time to have many more to help clean the tanks.

   

"Grandpa!"

When we arrived at the Pastrick's home in Lake Stevens, three-year-old Rowen called out, "Grandpa!"  Mom Alicia said he'd been looking for "Grandpa" earlier in the week when they were out and about.  Nancy and I are happy to include the Pastricks and their little ones in our clan, making us the matriarch and patriarch grandparents of a bigger family.

Nancy, Annie, and the girls and I had gone north on Saturday the 22nd, to help Richard install an IKEA wall system and for the kids to have a play date.

Rowen is now tall and slim and his brief conversations are clearer.  Corvin, as these photos show, was much more animated and happy.

     

Happy Birthday
Susan and Richard

On Sunday the 23rd (Pentecost), we had a long birthday party for Susan, and Richard Pastrick.  All the kids and grandkids were there.  Randy and Julie Adams also joined us.

Annie and I blitzed COSTCO on the way to Susan's.  Two cakes and enough food for 13 adults and six kids was my birthday gift. 

This was the first family event that featured a kids table.

Joel and Jean continued to move more of their stuff out of Susan's ground floor.

Susan and Julie plotted their upcoming trip to France.

    

Bits and Pieces

Annie's girls are wearing the clothes that Annie and Jean wore.  And as Annie helps go through stored clothes, boxes have been sent to Auburn and Kent.

The garden is back on track in May.  All of the failed tomatoes have been replaced with the second generation of starts from seeds.  Now 22 tomatoes and 32 peppers are in the ground or pots. Having a large California Redwood in the yard means I will never lack for mulch!

Bob and Kim Disher seem to bring more of their stuff up from Oregon to our house with each visit.  The framed Clan Map and Scotland of Old posters, of which I greatly approve, found a new home on our 2nd floor landing next to the stairway to Thomas's attic office.  It is a bonus that their frames match the oak flooring, railings, and stair treads.

I give my final exam on June 4th and turn in my last grades on June 11th.  My office is nearly emptied of my possessions.  Last August I was reluctant to announce my retirement.  Now I am very eager to leave SPU.  A year of working under COVID-19 limitations is only part of the reason for the change.  The "woke" faculty and staff that look to modern culture for their cues instead of Scripture makes me feel like an outsider already.

I learned that since I'll be taking advantage of $36,000 in my "Emeriti Health" medical savings plan, I will not be allowed to return to SPU in any paid capacity.  That's fine with me.  The Emerald Heights Retirement Community is not opening up to outsiders yet so I will not be teaching on Acts again this summer.  And the West Seattle High School Monogram Club will not meet on June 3rd, so I will have at least another three months to work on that talk. All this means is that I can ease into retirement with gardening and grandchildren, and not a lot of other responsibilities.

This is the second Spring quarter that I have managed three honor societies without conducting our annual induction ceremonies for them.  It, of course, is also my last year as the chapter secretary to the three local chapters.

My weight got down to 181.1 as a low this month.  Portion control and more salads have been the main cause of this progress.

My Quote from May

Thank Heaven for Little Girls

Each time I see a little girl of five or six or seven
I can't resist the joyous urge to smile and say

Thank heaven for little girls
for little girls get bigger every day!
Thank heaven for little girls
they grow up in the most delightful way!

Those little eyes so helpless and appealing
one day will flash and send you crashin' thru the ceilin'

Thank heaven for little girls
thank heaven for them all,
no matter where no matter who
without them, what would little boys do?

Thank heaven... thank heaven...
Thank heaven for little girls!

Maurice Chevalier, from the movie GiGi.

In honor of Charis and Valerie.

 
This essay was posted to the SPU School of Business, Government, and Economics web site at the end of May.  It will be referenced from the weekly SBGE eNews that went out to our school's undergraduate students, staff, and faculty.  It was my farewell to them.

Dr. Dick Sleight Finally Leaves College

Dr. Al Erisman, former Director of SPU’s Center for Integrity in Business, wrote his 2015 book on business, faith, and calling from the life of Joseph titled, The Accidental Executive. That title reminds me that my 44 years as a college staff and faculty member could be called The Accidental Instructor. In these times when people move through many employment situations over their careers, I can say I went to college in 1973 and never left. But this summer, I will finally leave “the Academy.”

In 1975 at the University of Washington, I changed majors from Electrical Engineering to Economics in my Junior year. But I chose to keep my undergraduate teaching assistant job in the College of Engineering. My goal was to become a High School teacher and Cross-Country coach. But during my last quarter, as I was earning my teaching certificate, the Engineering faculty I worked for asked me if I’d like to teach there. I learned the value of having great mentors when in January 1978, I became a Lecturer in the UW College of Engineering at the age of 22.

For the next twelve years I taught Engineering Graphics and FORTRAN Programming, and later Engineering Statistics and Engineering Economy at the UW. (I'd actually taught my first FORTRAN class when I was a Senior at West Seattle High School.) This was a theme over my entire career. Computer skills have always been in demand.

While teaching at the UW, I earned an M.Ed. degree in Educational Psychology with an emphasis in measurement and statistics, and followed that with a year of seminary classes and a Ph.D. in Educational Policy Studies. My “collateral field” of study for my doctorate, however, was in Industrial Engineering where my background in Economics and Statistics was a good fit. By the time I left the University of Washington, I was the undergraduate chair of its Industrial Engineering program.

The only job interviews I ever had were with two organizations in 1989. I had a series of interviews with both IBM and SPU. SPU made the first job offer. I’d felt called to Christian Higher Education and was delighted to become the coordinator of SPU’s Adult Learner Program. While I was assured that this staff position could not become a path to a faculty position, I enjoyed academic advising and working in Demaray Hall. But I had not been at SPU a year before Dr. Karl Krienke, dean of Seattle Pacific’s School of Natural and Mathematical Sciences, asked me to teach EGR 1101 Graphics and Descriptive Geometry.

The following year, Dr. Ken Knight, dean of the School of Business and Economics, asked me to teach a section of BUS 6171 Quantitative Methods, and a few weeks later invited me to become his school’s MBA Coordinator.

By the mid-1990’s, the Internet had come to SPU and I designed the business school’s first web site in HTML. It turned out that whatever staff or teaching role I was assigned, my technology skills and interest followed. This was especially true when Dr. Alec Hill, my next dean in SBE, asked me to become the school’s technology manager. I would become a member of the SBE team which would help our school achieve AACSB accreditation in 2000. Also in the mid-1990’s, I began teaching the BUS 1700 Spreadsheets class, a course I would continue to teach until this my final quarter here.

Also in 2000, I was first given the title “Instructor,” but this title was no more than a courtesy one until the Faculty Senate granted me faculty status in 2013. I’d been teaching at SPU for 23 years and was finally and officially a faculty member.

As I write this, I recall that 41 years ago this month Mount St. Helens blew up and God got my full attention and allegiance. That evening after the eruption, Jesus became my Savior and Lord. It was His words that encouraged me not to choose to climb the academic ladder. Instead I chose the path of a servant. I won’t claim that this verse applies fully to me, but it has guided my career. “The greatest among you will be your servant. For those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.” Matthew 23:11-12.

This June, as I retire to my garden and grandchildren, and to my other gig as a Bible teacher, I am gratified that the SPU Board of Trustees has granted me Faculty Emeritus status with the designation of Instructor Emeritus of Spreadsheets and Business Statistics. It was not the career I’d planned, but it was the one God assigned to me, and indeed, Father knows best. 

   

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