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The Randolph at Oxford

May 26, 2013 by Grandpa R

Grandpa R at The Randolph
Randolph at The Randolph in Oxford

Last year we kept students within the confines of greater London during our Maymester study abroad program. This year, I wanted them to have a flavor of the countryside and other parts of England, so we ventured out into the Midlands on a bus tour to Warwick Castle, Stratford-upon-Avon, and Oxford.

So, what delight I enjoyed when we disembarked our transit in Oxford at The Randolph, a rather posh, historic hotel. Our first business was a late lunch at a pub across the street from the university. Because we had a number of Harry Potter fans on the tour, one of our mandatory visits was the Great Hall at Christ Church. The hall was used as the model for the Hogwarts Dining Hall in the movies.

As stunning as the architecture at Oxford is, pondering the university’s role in the development of thought over nearly a millennium is mind boggling. It was a wonderful finish to a long day of travel.

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Diagnosis melanoma

August 20, 2008 by Grandpa R

I had been having some trouble focusing my eyes on reading since May, so I made it a point in my annual checkup visits to ask for a referral to my ophthalmologist. I had mentioned to Nancy that there was something going on in my right eye, but that’s about all. Dr. Boothe saw me on July 31, and said he wanted a retina specialist to see me — Kevin Allison. The referral diagnosis was “retinal edema.”

Scheduling issues prevented me from seeing him until Aug. 20. Because I have a church assignment on Wednesdays, I was watching the clock as the afternoon appointment drew on. I left the doctor’s office some time after 4, headed for home with several conversations going on in my head at once. I thought I had understood Dr. Allison to suggest I would likely lose my eye, and that that might only be the beginning. Do I call Nancy in Phoenix and tell her, or do I wait until she returns? Do I have time to eat dinner? Should I stay home tonight? What does all this mean?

I finally decided that there was no better place to be at such a time than the House of the Lord, and that I needed to call Nancy now. So I grabbed my headset and called her as I left the house for the temple. I was concerned about her response — she was understandably distressed. I think she agreed that there was no better place for me to be than the temple, and she asked that I call when I got home.

I did. And then I composed an e-mail to family, which I sent out late Wednesday.

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