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Classic Style for the Average Guy Is Moving. . .


"Well, Sir," as my maternal grandmother used to begin the occasional statement, good fortune has smiled on us here at Classic Style for the Average Guy.  Thanks to lots of hard work and crossed fingers, not only has my wife, the Grand Duchess, been offered a plum position at a Big Ten university, but they have also offered yours truly a full-time lecturer appointment, which seals the deal.   Extremely generous compensation in both cases, an ample moving allowance, excellent schools for the Young Master, further opportunities for professional development, more interesting service possibilities, and so on, and so forth.  The kind of opportunity that does not come around very often you might say.  

We will sell up, pack up, and leave our digs of the last seven years here in Central Illinois (where the Grand Duchess has been since 2001, and I since 2004) come mid-June for snowier environs (and more dependable skiing conditions) in East Lansing Michigan where we'll both join the faculty of  Michigan State University in mid-August, following a teaching stint in Berlin at the Free University for the Grand Duchess this summer.  Fear not.  The Young Master and I will keep her company.  Our friends there Tante Anita, Dani, and Robert are all ready for us.  

Lots to think about and take care of before then, however, but we are pleased as punch and terribly excited.  Giddy even, which is something to chuckle about given my sometimes rather dark Scandinavian soul.  Even I see the humor here. That same giddiness is a good thing too.  It is daunting when we settle down for a moment, and then realize that an entire house will have to be packed up in about 2.5 months, movers arranged, the house put on the market, another one found at the other end, etc., etc., etc.  

In the meantime, it's back to considering various points about classic style for average guys for a few more weeks before preparations for the coming move must take precedence.

 -- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. Tony LuptonMarch 25, 2015 at 4:30 PM

    Congratulations! but that means finding a new tailor ... And on the upside, new thrift shops to explore!

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  2. AnonymousMarch 25, 2015 at 5:56 PM

    CONGRADULATIONS!! Also, check out those estate sales. Lots of good stuff hanging in those closets as Professors pass on.

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  3. JGHMarch 25, 2015 at 8:13 PM

    Congratulations to you both, and best of luck with the move (and the preparations)!

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  4. AnonymousMarch 26, 2015 at 6:44 AM

    Have you ever done a post on proper garb for airplane flights?

    https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ea/04/8a/ea048af756486ae75f0e8d5e3a130a08.jpg

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  5. Glenda MooreMarch 27, 2015 at 11:09 AM

    I am so happy for your family, and interested in seeing how the prevailing student-style in East Lansing, MI compares to that of central Illinois. Best wishes, and may you & yours have interesting adventures on your summer travels.

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  6. WSTKS-FM WorldwideMarch 27, 2015 at 1:59 PM

    Thank you for the good wishes everyone! Once things settle down after the fall term begins in September, I hope to resume more regular transmissions with the usual mix of personal style, tips, and observations. I too am eager to see how the youngsters, faculty, and staff at a Big Ten school are doing it these days. Who knows? Maybe I'll learn a thing or two?

    Best Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich von B.

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