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[Nancy Lanphear]

Dear Dhondiram and Shankar,

I remember the evening when the Wiegel boys were out late one evening  
at the RLC. I can't remember whether they showed up for dinner or  
not, but my intuition is that they were there, and then quickly  
disappeared. We searched for them when it became dark and found them  
in the chicken house. They decided our 25 chickens and 1 rooster  
needed names so we could track their activities. They came up with  
names for each,  put the names on a chart and then banded each  
chicken's leg with masking tape on which they wrote its name. The  
rooster was named Brian and the mythology around him continues to  
this day at Songaia. The ladies, or hens, had such names as Lucy,  
Bertha, and other feminine names, without any attempt to copy the  
names of those of us living at the RLC, which was smart.  The most  
interesting part of this exercise to me was that they remembered  
these "ladies" by name.  What kids!!!


What they didn't realize, or maybe they did, is that you don't name  
farm animals that you intend to kill some day. When it came time for  
the chickens to be slaughtered, there was no interest in doing the  
deed, so our neighbor said she would take them, and so she did.

Fred

I have many memories of you as you were growing up.  The first took  
place at Kemper building.  I suppose you were returning to Chicago  
after being in Kenya, but I am not sure.  What I remember was that I  
was standing in the Guild Hall in the back of the ground floor.  I  
truly felt/heard a rumble and racket out in the front hall.  And can  
you guess what was happening?  It was the Wiegle twins arriving in  
the front door. Their energy and exuberance was an awesome sight and  
experience!   Little did I know that I would have the amazing  
privilege of living with those same twins for 2 years at the RLC  
(Residential Learning Center - the new student house) in Bother, WA  
many years later!

Another:  Both of the boys, but particularly Dhondi would become  
nasally  congested when he drank milk and he drank milk regularly.   
We had him come to the Acupuncture clinic to have some treatments for  
the congestion.  One day, I spotted him coming our of the treatment  
room holding a bunch of toilet paper to his nose and exclaiming  
loudly - "they gave me a needle in my head and now my nose will not  
stop running". It did temporarily help the congestion!

Yet another:  I remember the night of Shakar's first concert at  
school when he was playing the cello. He came upstairs dressed to the  
"9s" in a royal blue jacket and black slacks!  His hair was slicked  
back and he really looked like a star!

There are many more encounters and tales to be told, but for now this  
is the end. Have a great 30th celebration.  You guys are dearly loved,

Nancy

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