A view of Houston
Houston newspapers welcoming Gen. Douglas MacArthur to Texas. Thomas D. Mcavoy, 1951. (LIFE magazine on Google)
Texan Glenn McCarhty (C) riding a horse during a parade. Dmitri Kessel, October 1946. (LIFE magazine on Google)
A view of Houston, Texas. Dmitri Kessel, October 1946 (LIFE magazine on Google)
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View of downtown Houston area-skyscrapers, filled parking lots. Andreas Feininger, November 1947. (LIFE magazine on Google)
A view of Houston, Texas. Dmitri Kessel, October 1946 (LIFE images on Google)
A view of Houston, Texas. Dmitri Kessel, October 1946 (LIFE images on Google)
Exterior view of the Civic Center, City Hall, and the Music Hall. Dmitri Kessel, October 1946. (LIFE magazine on Google)
An aerial view of the city Houston. Dmitri Kessel, October, 1946 (LIFE magazine at Google)
A view of Houston, Texas. Dmitri Kessel, October 1946 (LIFE images on Google)
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We’re still busy celebrating Ph.D.-ville over at the Randall abode. I’m so proud of Graham because I know how hard he worked to make this transition from one career to the next, and how much he gave up to in order to achieve his goal. Congratulations, babe!
While we’re basking in the post-dissertation glow, I submit to you one of the most page turning - and accessible - doctoral dissertations I’ve encountered. In October 2006, Judy Han spent 24 Hour Comics Day converting her 1,000+ page doctoral dissertation on “global imaginaries and evangelical capitalism(s), with a focus on contemporary South Korean/Korean American missionaries” into a 24 page comic entitled “Missionary.”
No word yet on Graham’s plans for his topoisomerase/DNA simulation comic, but it’ll be limited to 10 nano-seconds. (Ba-da-bum!)
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Angela shared a post from JJ about how happiness is something you decide ahead of time. The post reminded me of a similar story. My parents were transferred by their company from Los Angeles to Houston in the late 1990’s. Needless to say, they weren’t enthusiastic about the move. Like most Californians, they thought of Houston as a hot, muggy pit somewhere between Las Vegas and New York. My dad had visited Houston for business on several occasions, but he never stayed long enough to develop an appreciation for the place.
If they could have, they would have retired as soon as the transfer was finalized, but by their estimates, they needed another 5 years with their company before they could feel comfortable retiring. So they were stuck.
But my parents realized something. They couldn’t control the circumstances that led to their transfer, but they could control their attitudes towards the move. They could choose to spend the next 5 years being miserable in Houston, or they could spend the next 5 years being happy in Houston. They chose to be happy. They made friends, got involved in the community, and became connoisseurs of BBQ. And, as a result, when they eventually did retire, they chose to stay in Houston rather than move back to L.A.
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