Here about a mile from the headquarters of the CIA and about five miles, as the crow flies, from the White House in Washington, D.C., on the south bank of the Potomac River in Virginia, staying at Kathy’s house for a week or so. Time is moving so quickly that I can hardly think. Loki and Magga arrived from Iceland on the first of November, the day after I flew north from Tallahassee via Charlotte NC to Baltimore to stay over at Steve and Genie’s place there in Catonsville. I guess that was Halloween, yes, there were trick-or-treaters dressed up and coming to the door asking for candy … Genie wasn’t feeling too well, so Steve had to put a witches hat on to dole out the goodies … The election is over, boring Clinton won over a more boring Dole. Amurika trundles onwards to the millennium. Kathy just last month arrived home here from a small town in Siberia between Omsk and Novosibirsk where she adopted a 2-1/2-year-old girl named Vika from an orphanage there. Most of my time is spent concentrating on an active and focused engagement of Loki, given the short time we have together. I am not sure when I will see him next after this, although I hope to stop by in Iceland in the late winter on my way to Finland to teach there. Separation is always such a brutal loss.