Sullivan Field is undergoing a major renovation. A new 7 lane, green and
gold, Mondo track surface is being installed as well as complete state
of the art lighting. In addition, a beautiful brick sidewalk will be
installed from the ticket booth to the home bleachers. You can have a
personalized brick added to this walkway.
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Arlon aka Nelson Parish
Greetings from the Land of the Morning Calm!
Misnomer Alert: Korea's not really that calm in the morning. Well,
maybe North Korea is, but South Korea certainly isn't!
This is A(rlon) Nelson Parish reporting. That's "Nelson." I mean,
seriously, why are you guys listing me as "Arlon" Parish? I haven't gone
by the name of Arlon since...
Never mind. At any rate, I guess I'm 38, but in Korean years, that's
39 or 40 (you're awarded about one year for gestation and the rest is
too convoluted to explain here)! Hah! I got the jump on all y'all! Wait
- Is that a good thing? Searching...
Anyway, here's a rundown of my life since May 1987. I must admit that
I haven't had that much time to write about my last 20 years, so a lot
of this I just cut and pasted bits and pieces I found about myself from
Wikipedia, IMDB, that one site where you can find what movies certain
actors/actresses/economists have appeared nude in, and the 2004 CIA
World Factbook (Clarification: In 2004, I was briefly, but mistakenly,
considered by the U.S. to be my own country. Heh - Arlonistan!
Suckers!).
Anyway (again), I went to UNM-LA for my first two years of college
and then hit NMSU in the fall of 1989. In 1992, I graduated with
bachelor's degrees in personnel management (yawn) and anthropology (not
yawn, but also not lucrative in any way whatsoever.). In 1994, I got a
master's in economics, also at NMSU. I married a fellow New Mexican
named Kristin in late 1994 and moved to Austin in early 1995. I lived
there for 3-1/2 years, working at the Public Utility Commission of
Texas. I also taught economics part time at Austin Community College for
one semester. I realized that I really wanted to teach, not analyze cost
studies or testify in regulatory hearings. When Kristen got the idea to
go abroad and teach English, I decided to tag along, thinking it was for
just a year. What the heck - I'd never been outside the U.S., excepting
the times I was a designated driver ferrying chums to/from Juarez. Does
that even count?
On November 24, 1998, I arrived in Busan, S. Korea, and began
teaching at a private language school called ESS. No, not the "ESS" from
the Michael Keaton movie Johnny Dangerously. Uh, I think. I never
actually found out what the initials of my former place of employment
stood for.
It's a long story, but Kristen and I decided to get divorced soon
afterwards, and I've been living in Korea ever since. So much for the
one-year plan, eh?
In late 2000, I married a woman of beauty, brains, kindness and
grace, Kyoung-Hee Jung, a native of Busan. Some English speakers call
her "Cage" (sounds like "KH"), which is not her name, but it makes her
sound like a professional wrestler. She's not, although I'd put my money
on her vs. Andre the Giant, but mainly because he's dead (and so is his
posse!). I'm sure she'd be able to take out The Rock, or at least Ryan
Seacrest.
By the way, am I allowed to have a bio this long? I mean, I could
write a (really boring) book about my life over the last 20 years. I
could write a really exciting one, too, but I'd have to lie a lot. I'm
notoriously bad at that so I don't even try anymore.
Ushering the bio along then, in mid-2001, I quit my job at ESS. I had
become the manager of its foreign teacher program in late 1999, and
eventually found myself burning out because I couldn't teach as much or
as well as I wanted. I was spending most of my time hiring, unhiring and
putting out fires. Place Mr. Yuck sticker here.
After a two-month trip to the U.S., Kyoung-Hee and I taught English
(and Japanese. She did - not me) to managers in an LG TV factory in 2002
and, in early 2003, moved into a nice little house ("Little" by U.S.
standards; plenty big by Korean standards) in her childhood
neighborhood, where her gentle and wise mother (I'm not at all being
sarcastic or trying to be funny) mother has lived for over 30 years. I
got a great job at Dongseo University, where I still teach. Kyoung-Hee
taught at a few private schools in Busan until she decided to go on for
another bachelor's degree, this one in English, in early 2006. Her
previous bachelor's degree was in graphics. Because she already had a
degree, she needed only two years to get another one, and will graduate
at the beginning of 2008.
We have no kids (yet), but we have a beagle named HeWho, which is
short for "HeWhocannotbenamed." We had trouble agreeing on a name for
him, so... His full name actually changes from minute to minute, so
sometimes it's "HeWhoatewhat?" or "HeWhoreallyneedsabath." "HeWho" also
means "skin" in Japanese, so our Rising Sun amigos get a kick out of
that.
Neither Kyoung-Hee nor I have much free time during the semesters,
which run from early March to mid-June and late August to mid-December.
HeWho pretty much always has plenty of free time. The spare time I have
during the school year is generally spent lifting weights, writing,
studying Korean and reading. Kyoung-Hee likes to swim and read in her
few free moments. I still love teaching, but the best part of my week
during the semester is on the weekends when Kyoung-Hee and I take HeWho
on long, leisurely walks to either the seaside or the mountains, both of
which are near our house. During vacations, Kyoung-Hee and I like to
travel domestically and/or abroad. I've been to the Philippines, and
we've both been to Japan (many times - we got engaged there) and
Mongolia. Assuming the budget holds, we'll try to hit China this summer
(The SARS "epidemic" foiled our first attempt.).
We hit the U.S. every year-and-a-half. October 2001 was the last time
we went to Los Alamos, as all of our family members and most of the
people we know there have long since left.
We last hit the States in February 2007, so we will not be able to
come for the reunion ($3,000+ in plane tickets each time). We rarely get
visitors from the States (Shout out to Brian Gray!), but if you're ever
out our way, we've got a guest room (with a bed that is almost long
enough for Brian...). You can even sleep with
HeWhowillgetabathbeforeyouvisit if you'd like!