Samara O'Shea

Archive for November, 2011

The Doting Father

Friday, November 4th, 2011

I had Otto Frank (Anne’s Frank’s father) on my mind last night—don’t ask me why. He occurs to me every now and then. When I visited the Anne Frank Museum in the summer of 2010 I left with a new appreciation for Otto. I guess I had just always thought of the story from Anne’s perspective and not her father’s. The poor man lost both his wife and two daughters in the concentration camps, and he had to try and build a life for himself when it was all over.

I went to his Wikipedia page because I was curious as to whether or not he remarried. He did—about eight years after the fact. While searching for this information I came across a short video of Otto. They play the same video at the end of the tour of the Frank Museum. It’s precious. He talks about the experience of reading Anne’s diary. He felt he had a very good relationship with his daughter, but even he was unaware of the deep thoughts she was thinking. He notes that maybe it’s impossible for parents to really know their children:

[Insert Ice Here]

Thursday, November 3rd, 2011

I’m so proud of/impressed with my friend Britt Nhi. She is an accomplished aerialist and figure skater, and she told me over the summer that she wanted to create a company that brings a mini-ice skating arena to corporate events and voila! Here it is: [Insert Ice Here]. I think she’ll have a lot of takers in the NYC area (they go for anything unique to spice up a party)—especially during the holiday season. I love watching unique ideas come to life.

Britt and I went to Vienna circa summer of 2009. Here are some photos of us being silly in one of Vienna’s many rose gardens. We should have brought some ice.



Village Post Offices

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011

Village Post Offices have become the norm in Germany: The Postal Service in Germany Reinvents Itself. And it looks like the US might want to go in a similar direction:USPS Revising Plan for “Village Post Offices”

A Village Post Office is a when a retailer teams up with the Post Office and sells stamps and sends packages from the store. The term “Village Post Office” sounds sweet and endearing, and if it keeps post offices alive then I guess I’m all for it. I’ll just miss the regal Post Office experience—walking into a building with Grecian columns and the sense of a stately operation. Or, in small towns, I’ll miss the cozy, community experience of the Post Office. I’m probably mourning too soon. Not all of the post offices are going away—only some. The stately ones in large cities will most likely stick around. We’ll see. The season is changing. The dust will settle, and we’ll see where it lands.

If you want to start your own Village Post Office, here’s the contact info.