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This is our holiday news update for early 2012!

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  • KIT AND JANE @ ...OUR MARRIAGE, NOT AGE!

    JOHNSON

    family

    JAM

    the 2011

    2011

    Welcome, Sarah

    Anne (Lumnah) Johnson! June 11,

    Jane flew to Colorado for her 50th H.S. reunion. Ben, in a remarkable act of loving kindness, went along and helped the aging OWLies produce a special edition of the old student newspaper!

    Greetings, old friends and fam!

    Time never marches; it sneaks up and befuddles us these days as we weed things out and prepare for Transitionours and the Earths.

    Munro continues to job-search in NYC, but it's a tough market, so hes still reverse-commuting to his good job in CT. Bens WNYC public radio job moved to Boston, so he moved to a YouTube project at Slate.com, where he had been a weekend reporter but will now be an editor with regular hours instead of working two jobs seven days a week. Sarah also switchedfrom editing at St. Martins Press to PR for Brooklyn Public

    Library. We and our kids feel fortunate and happy that they are so close. Kit spent some up-time in Oregon with the old grammar school gang for his 50th HS year, followed by downer time in AZ moving his dad into assisted living after a tough battle with a hospital staph infection. Dad has miraculously bounced back in time for his 98th birthday! Kit still plays, teaches, & directs. Jane still writes poetry (samples au verso) & rages with the grannies for peace, earth, & social justice. Be well and find happiness in 2012!

    Cranking ice cream at our wedding-eve family picnic.

    Something old, someone new, something borrowed, nobody blue ...

    Finally another woman!

    Greetings, old friends and fam!

    Time never marches; it sneaks up and befuddles us these days as we weed things out and prepare for Transitionours and the Earths.

    Munro continues to job-search in NYC, but it's a tough market, so hes still reverse-commuting to his good job in CT. Bens WNYC public radio job moved to Boston, so he moved to a YouTube project at Slate.com, where he had been a weekend reporter but will now be an editor with regular hours instead of working two jobs seven days a week. Sarah also switchedfrom editing at St. Martins Press to PR for Brooklyn Public Library.

    We and our kids feel fortunate and happy that they are so close. Kit spent some up-time in Oregon with the old grammar school gang for his 50th HS year, followed by downer time in AZ moving his dad into assisted living after a tough battle with a hospital staph infection. Dad has miraculously bounced back in time for his 98th birthday! Kit still plays, teaches, & directs. (www.kitjohnsonmusic.com) Jane still writes poetry (samples au verso) & rages with the grannies for peace, earth, & social justice. Be well and find happiness in 2012!

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  • Heres looking at you, kids, and looking at not being kids anymorea couple of Janes 201 1 poems SEE-SIDE: WEDDING PHOTOS loving the looking at the loving looking at the looking at the loving the looking loving the me in you loving the you in me looking at you seeing me seeing you loving seeing me loving you seeing we see wee seas weeping with the seeing all tied into pools of the loving in the looking we love to love seeing you loving looking at us all loving you loving and looking and seeing us in you two wedding in the looking and loving and marrying you too

    LOVE LETTER TO MY NECK

    Ah, there you are, hanging out under my chin, as usual. Rather not as usual, exactly. Youve loosened up lately, lost your grip. Yet, you old turkey wattle, I love you. I buy you pretty scarves and a new turtleneck to hug you, neck and neck. Okay, to hide you. But I can see not wrinkles but reminders that you have held my head high in the face of hurt, that you have allowed it to bow in reverence, humility, loss. That you have made possible my head turning to satisfy my heart and my natural bents. I see this flabbiness as flexibility: the give and taking of a peek at the star -studded treetops and into the tiniest neighborhoods at my feet. Well, thats a stretch repeated and recorded until your elastics worn out. Now you drag my redoubling chin down with you and even replace my rosy cheeks with jowls. Still I will love you, my good old neck, for all these years you have made way for head, body, and heart to conNECKt. Now heres an interesting note. We ran across our 2002 Xmas rhyme Jane wrote back then, and here it is again. And yes, Im married to a prophet! Kit

    CHRISTMAS 2002: WERE WISHING 1that the wealthiest 1% would see the Light above the hovel, the Halo in civilizations cradle, and the wisdom in the bearing of gifts. 2that the fruits of your labors would be returned to you by the robber-kings who went looking for stars and found more than one Family frankly incensed, 3that we would stop harming harmless children with Weapons, arming the Masses, and teaching Destruction 4that a New World order would be heard on high, an order that cant be ignored anymore, for goodwill to all, including the 99%. 5that a new Behavior would be born this day, trickle up and Stable-ize all the human varieties of mindless sheep, spineless chickens, greedy pigs, gutless asses, and corrupt elephants. 6that our sheep-herders-on-high would get the Vision Thing, stop cultivating Columbines, remember Jesus didnt even drive, and wake up in time to hear the angels of mercy sing. 7that we would stop the Crusades by Good Friday, leave Crosses uncut in Old Forest, not dance on Arabias belly, nor drain the Arctic, nor melt the icebergs, nor oil the waters 8that, for Petes sake, and for the love of Mike (Mohammed, Naomi, Sarah) under stars and in hovels everywhere, we would all make wish-lists for water, air, kindness, tomorrowsand not just send them to Santa

  • This blank page just wont go away...one of those exasperating mysteries of micro-hard life on the little screen. Ill take that as a sign that the Johnson family story isnt over yet. Who knows? Maybe there will be news to fill it before I actually get this thing mailed/emailed to you! jj