Why Wander and Wonder

It is time to step up to the 21st Century. I have decided to join in the blogging craze, so we'll see how it goes. My aim is to have a newsy blog even though it may be of interest only to me and those who know me. Still, it is a way to begin. Thoughts will be random, like having someone here to talk to. I would welcome comments, exchanges, and ideas. Don't be shy. I am new to all this so don't be too judgemental.

The title of this blog is based on a song I learned while working with Girl Scouts. It was reinforced on a mission trip to Honduras. I was wandering around town during some free time and discovered a fellow traveler in a local pool hall talking to the locals. Why, I wondered, did he choose that place to meet people. When I questioned him, he told me it was because of his grandfather.
"Your grandfather?" I asked.
"My grandfather taught me to never pass an open door without looking to see inside, to talk to people, to learn about their lives. When I tagged along with him as a boy, he always stopped to talk to everyone. Now I try to do the same."
Much as I do, I mused, but he is consciously making an effort whereas I am shyer about these things. Of course, voyerism is not what anyone is advocating!

the denver art museum a new beginning
Crowds wander in wonder
http://www.denverpost.com/specialreports/ci_4458897


I wonder what my friend's grandfather would think about the lasting influence he had on his grandson's life.