"This will be a discovery year," Wagner said. "Where do I fit in? What is my role? Where is my passion in university life? There is excitement and opportunity waiting for me in Atlanta. That's the fun part of it--the unknown."

“I’m not afraid of entertaining, I don’t find it intimidating. When we had breakfast with President and Mrs. Carter, the first time was a little daunting. . . . But I just try to be myself, that’s how I’ve always lived. Most people like it when you are genuine.”

Estate of Mind

Debbie Wagner makes Emory’s presidential residence her own

Emory Magazine | Winter 2005: When she came to live at Emory’s presidential residence last spring, Debbie Wagner had to find ways to blend her old world with her new one. She has approached life here much as she arranged the shelves in her living room (left)–by treasuring the best parts of her past, embracing the unique qualities and quirks of her new home, and adding her own touch to the merging of the two.

The result of this confluence can be seen and felt throughout Lullwater, which over the past year Mrs. Wagner has gradually come to call home.

As the wife of the president, entertaining guests will be a central role for Mrs. Wagner, and it’s one she embraces. A home economics major at the University of Delaware, Wagner enjoys cooking and creating a welcoming atmosphere for visitors.

“My parents entertained a lot when I was a kid,” she says of her childhood in Silver Spring, Maryland, where her husband grew up as well. “I’m not afraid of entertaining, I don’t find it intimidating. When we had breakfast with President and Mrs. Carter, the first time was a little daunting. . . . But I just try to be myself, that’s how I’ve always lived. Most people like it when you are genuine.”

In Cleveland, Mrs. Wagner worked in Christian education at their Presbyterian church and devoted time to raising her children. Before that she taught school for several years. She has not yet decided to take a job in Atlanta, nor have the Wagners decided on which church to join.

“My job was hard to leave,” she says. “But the cool part about this move was that I had a whole year to transition. This one has been fun.”

Taking the advice of a former University president’s wife, Mrs. Wagner has decided she will not take on any significant commitments, such as serving on boards or heading committees, during her first year at Emory. She is instead allowing herself a “discovery year” to get to know Emory, its people, and its work.

Each day starts with a walk around Lullwater, where she meets dozens of other walkers, joggers, mothers with strollers, and dogs. That’s about the only consistent part of her schedule, which might include a tour of the libraries one day and a luncheon with the Emory Woman’s Club the next. “I don’t really have a typical day yet,” she says.

But one part of her life is certain: both she and President Wagner have expressed a desire for what he has called a “continuum” of personal life and University work, in which the two are almost seamlessly joined.

“I feel I am an ambassador for the University, and I will look to what I can do for Emory,” she says. “Emory is our first focus, that’s why we’re here. Of course, it’s important to do other things too–but Emory has to become part of our family. The amount of time you have to give as a presidential couple means it has to be a labor of love.”

The Wagners are the fifth couple to live at Lullwater since 1963, when Sanford S. Atwood, Emory’s sixteenth president, took up residence there. Originally built in 1925 (for more than $200,000) by Walter T. Candler of The Coca-Cola Company, Lullwater was a kind of woodland retreat situated on 185 acres of virgin forest.

“Emory’s Lullwater grounds provide a beautiful park-like setting for the house and are well used by Emory faculty, students, and staff as well as our neighbors in Druid Hills,” says President Wagner. “Runners and those enjoying a weekend picnic are common visitors to the property. What a treat it is for Debbie and me to be able to live in this setting and to be able to invite others to enjoy its beauty.”

Raised a Lutheran, faith and community involvement have been staples of Debbie's life since she was a child. Like her husband, she grew up in Silver Spring, a suburb of Washington, attending church two blocks from the U.S. Capitol. On Sundays, in between teaching Sunday school, attending youth group and singing in the choir, she and her friends would wander the Mall.

A teacher for the majority of her professional career, Wagner has been director of children's ministries for the last six years at Forest Hill Church, Presbyterian in nearby Cleveland Heights. She is in charge of all the education programs (primarily Sunday school) for children from birth through fifth grade. The job is part time, which has allowed her to devote the remainder of her energies to her family.

"'Stay-at-home mom' has a bad connotation, like you sit around eating bonbons or watching soap operas," Wagner said. "But I was a very active mom, and I wouldn't change it for the world. I like being with my kids."

While those questions and many others remain to be answered, Debbie is hardly coming to Atlanta blind. As the wife of the president, she frequently will accompany him to alumni functions around the country. Entertaining guests at Lullwater will be a major task as well. A home economics major at Delaware, entertaining is second nature to Debbie, even if she doesn't get to do all the cooking, as she prefers.

"I'm going to be an ambassador for Emory," she said. "And I'm comfortable with that. I am in a very privileged position, and we try very hard not to take advantage. Jim and I are down-to-earth, basic people, and we have to remember not to take things for granted. We've had breakfast with Jimmy Carter. How else would we have been able to do that?"

As Christine begins a new chapter in her life, so do her parents. They'll move into a new home and take up a new hobby, golf ("I've always been a better putter than Jim," Debbie said. "Many times I beat him at miniature golf while we were dating, which I know is a no-no, but I did it anyway.").

"I recall last summer I was at an event with some of the trustees," Jim said. "It was right around the time of the [presidential] announcement, and several people had had a chance to meet Debbie." At that point, Wagner continued, the family had decided that he would spend the first year in Atlanta on his own.

"I told them that Emory would have a better president after Debbie arrives," he said. "This first year has been a great experience, but I would never want to do it again."

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The following quotes came from a movie who's title I do not remember.

But it was the usual gender war..?

"WHAT IS THERE TO KNOW ABOUT WOMEN?!

YOU JUST TELL THE SMART ONES THEY ARE PETTY AND THE PRETTY ONES THEY ARE SMART!"

~(THE MEN)~

"My point is three:

1. That his behavior did not go unnoticed.

2. That it was not acceptable.

3. Not be tolerated as long as I'm able having anything to say or do about it."

~(THE WOMEN)~

My conclusion:

She seems nice enough;
but definitely not too bright.

"Although clay
we can shape into a bowl,

it's the empty space that makes them useful?"

But that's his problem; the rest just details..?

I see another empty space;
mankind's first canvas..?

As I have never wasted,
one second of a woman's time misleading them into thinking,
in any way, in any shape, or any form,

ANYTHING SEXUAL,

HAPPENING BETWEEN US;

believe I have the rights being verbally abusive of women, where needed, as long as my intensions have their concerns in mind... overall.

Just too funny...really?

I see another empty space within;
abstract thought theory..?

THOU ARTFUL WAY OF GETTING IN EVEN THE UNPLEASANT DETAILS ASSOCIATED WITH SEX;
POOR HYGIENE..?

MAYBE EVEN
A
PRIMITIVE FORM OF SEXUAL ABSTINENCE..?

A story needing to tell and the leisure time "ABEL";
ART/HOME ECONOMICS!

Believe I've changed my mind!

OUR
LITTLE DEBBIE SNACK CAKE
IS
MY PROBLEM!

There's always another woman somewhere;
even if just his mother.

JUST TAKES

ONE

TO MASTURBATE.

TWO

TO PROCREATE.

THREE

BEFORE ANYONE

FUCKED! FUCKED! FUCKED!

Unfortunately,
his entire life and still counting..?

JUST TAKES

ONE

TO REASON.

TWO

TO DISAGREE.

THREE

BEFORE WE...

VOTE! VOTE! VOTE?

NO LESS THAN
THE FEMALES IN MY FAMILY SHOULD BE JUST AS MUCH HIS PROBLEM AS WELL;
WHAT HELPS JAMES WAGNER AFFECTS ME!

Time to go into right sided brain mode...

THROTTLE ~(?)~ MAXIMUM!!!!

It's either now or never..?

I DO NOT CARE HOW BOUNDED OR CENTRALIZED OUR STUPID ECUMENICAL CUNTS HERE OUR HALF OF THE WORLD ARE WANTING TO BELIEVE THEMSELVES TO BE; IT'S STILL SUCH AN EXCLUSIONARY DIRTY WORD!

IT'S NOT HOW OFTEN THEY SAY NO; IT'S HOW OFTEN THEY SAY YES!

THEY STIL'A SLUTS!

I HEREBY DECLARE

ALL THREE ECUMENICAL CUNTS BELONGING TO JAMES WAGNER,

AS PRESBYTERIAN ELDER PRESIDENT OF SECULAR METHODIST EMORY UNIVERSITY, DURING OUR TIME IN NEED OF A COURAGEOUS UNIVERSITIES WILLING TO AGGRESSIVELY ADDRESS THE PROBLEMS OUR WORLD IS CURRENTLY FACING,

NOW EACH HAVING A TWO THOUSAND YEAR OLD DEAD FISH FLIP FLOPPING ALL OVER THE PLACE HAVING BEEN SHOVED UP THEIR USELESS ECUMENICAL CUNTS.

WHERE EVER THEY GO;

SO WILL THEY SMELL LIKE A DEAD FISH!!!

IN FACT...

DUE TO OUR TRADE WINDS AS OPPOSED TO THE PERIPATETIC WINDS,

THERE IS NO PLACE TO RUN OR HIDE FROM THE SMELLS OF THESE THREE EXCLUSIONARY CHRISTIAN CUNTS BELONGING TO DOROTHY'S COWARDLY LION!!!

I'm anxiously waiting to hear how well James able holding his two conflicting thoughts and still able functioning..?

Even maybe a miracle:

WILLING TO CONCEDE HAVING MADE A GOOD POINT?

MATURE METHODIST CRACKHEAD/BORN AGAIN PRESBYTERIAN/METHODIST FAG THE POLITICAL CATALYST/ RADICAL FAIRY THE METHODIST FAGGOT/SIMPLY JIM: HERD HEALTH MEDICINE/ JAMES E. AVERY, DVM: BEFORE HE KNEW HE HAD A NAME/SIMPLY JIM: PALE BLUE DOT/HADRON COLLIDER: INTRODUCE TO GOD BEFORE EVEN AWARE OF GOD ...

was

"ABEL"

finding no other reason needing our

"LITTLE DEBBIE SNACK CAKE"

being a

"SEASONAL PROFESSIONAL CHRISTIAN EDUCATOR"

when really just another

MULTI-CULTURE IDENTITY DEVIANT STIGMATA!

I'm convinced, the indifference of our Christians here our half of he world are directly responsible for the scenic coastline beheading of Coptic Christians recently at the hands of ISIS.

If our Christians are going to insist on believing in a God the manipulative/deceptive ways as I'm personally able observing them to be behaving even against me a Methodist by Methodists, the same church I grew up with first eighteen years of my life; then I have no choice but to except the rights of those halfway around the world from us and all those in between believing in a God however way they are feeling it necessary for them needing to believe in a God.

Even seventy-two virgins waiting for nineteen dead pilots soon to be arriving.

If our Christians are not going to have the courage changing what they can, continuing insisting on being as uninformed as they should not have to be, even actually the audacity stressing out over having too much brain candy needing to fit into not enough leisure time; then I have no problem with their decapitations.

Except for one thing..?

These Coptic Christians having far more in common with

THESE TERRORIST WAY OVER THERE

who were cutting their heads off than we ever had, even cared having, in common with them;

both our Muslim Terrorists and our Coptic Christians.

And I could not help notice how calm these Christians were compared to the behaviour of our fickle Christians here;

considering what was about to happen.

I'm convinced, the redness of those waves were the true symbol our Christians along with all the rest of us here were needing to see.

Ecclesiastes 1:7

All streams flow into the sea,

yet the sea is never full.

To the place the streams come from,

there they return again.

If able a functioning

GOD GENE:

instead of a Jonah being swallowed by a Whale,

try picturing a fish the size of a whale shark I'm believing currently the biggest specimen on display at our Georgia Aquarium nearby, shoved up one of these three ecumenical cunts belonging to our current president of Emory University... James Wagner.

As this fish decomposes, it will produce heat and steam along with that smell...smoke/smog!

Now imagine you are traveling on top of one of these smoke clouds, puffing out of each one of James Wagner's women where ever they go; these three pampered ones believing living for all eternity in the present. Doesn't matter which way this foul smelling cloud blows; just don't stop until you are exactly halfway around the world from where you started.

You will find yourself stranded in the middle of no where.

Be sure to take a life jacket with you;

THIS BE THE INDIAN OCEAN WHERE THAT WHALE BELONGED.

I have a question to ask our James Wagner:

So also was Jonah among those sent (by Us).

When he ran away (like a slave from captivity) to the ship (fully) laden,

He (agreed to) cast lots, and he was condemned:

Then the big Fish did swallow him, and he had done acts worthy of blame.

Had it not been that he (repented and) glorified Allah,

He would certainly have remained inside the Fish till the Day of Resurrection.

—Qur'an, chapter 37 (As-Saaffat), verse 139–144^[10]

WHAT"S STOPPING US FROM SWALLOWING A BLUE WHALE NEXT?