Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Being hungry enough to resolve it

Never argue at the dinner table, 
for the one who is NOT hungry 
always gets the best of the argument.

My dad was a negotiator. Negotiating is what he did for his living - and his hobby. All around the world he went and negotiated. 
Sometimes, hunger strikes were involved.

  I don't know how this hunger strike was resolved.
I know no one died. 
And I do know my dad negotiated his heart out.


Thérèse said...

A moving testimony.
Communication is always key with a lot of listening on both parts.

altadenahiker said...

Your dad was a fascinating man; you tell his stories so well. Of course, now I'm very curious about these pictures.

Dog Trot Farm said...

What a great man your father was. What a far better place the world would be if people would just take a deep breath and really listen to one another.

BANJO52 said...

It sounds like such a glamorous career in exotic places. I wonder if he saw it that way, or was it just damned hard work, for which he had a gift?

You've made me aware of India and South America. Are there other places?

The back alleys of NE Ohio? :)

Tash said...

Absolutely wonderful photos. I bet you are so pleased to have them.

I took a negotiating class as an elective for my MBA. I sucked at it. I really marvel at people who have a talent and knowhow to do it well. This must of been an ultimate benefit for the men involved in the hunger strike.

Brenda's Arizona said...

Thanks , all , for your comments! I wasn't old enough to rreally pay attention to what my dad 'did'. And sadly, I have no one to ask about these photos. I do remember that the hunger strikes my dad dealt with truly anguished him. It was usually just one 'striker' with a community of supporters who hung around day and night.

B52 - no back alleys in Ohio. But more of Africa and Europe someday...

Lori Skoog said...

Thank you for sharing this. What a career!

matthew houskeeper said...

How interesting.