Steve

Today at work wasn't too different from normal aside from picking through moldy blueberries for two hours and a conversation I had with Steve, an older man who works in the kitchen. I jokingly asked him if he wanted to help me pick through blueberries and he told me he was off the clock. Naturally, I asked what he was still doing here and he told me about another job he has cooking dinner for a couple two nights a week. He was getting groceries for their dinner. That got me wondering if he went to school to learn how to cook (he cooks our roast chickens, pizzas, soups, and all the other prepared foods that aren't baked goods... I hope that makes sense) so I asked him. He ended up sharing about his entire career path that led him to Taft, where he's been for about 3 years now. It was pretty cool to hear all the places he's been and things he's done. Then I asked if he had any children and learned he has one 29 yr old daughter named Tovi. He started to explain to me that it means "good" in Hebrew and I excitedly said "I KNOW!!! COOL!!!" Her full name means "good flower of joy," although I don't remember what Steve said the rest of her name was. Oh well. I learned something new about Steve though, he's Jewish. I'm excited to get a chance to talk to him more. He knows I went to Israel and it'd be really neat to hear if he follows some of the Jewish traditions.

Well, that was the excitement for my day. Time to read! God is SO GOOD!!!