Come on, put on a cap so we can take a photo of you – it’s your school, your celebration as well! It’s your JD &MA!
No, I’m here for my little sister’s college graduation.
One has logged in four, the other - eight years of a New Haven life
All the details, the opening hours, the short cuts, the foods, the habits of this city are suddenly immaterial to us! It all no longer matters! So sad.
We disperse. One stuck on a broken Amtrak train, somewhere between Baltimore and DC. One waiting for a flight back to Chicago. And two for the road. Car packed with books, a stack of tapes to listen to, hitting America’s great (and oh so boring) highways back to the Midwest.
"All the details, the opening hours, the short cuts, the foods, the habits of this city are suddenly immaterial to us! It all no longer matters! So sad."
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly how it felt when I left Keene. I had spent four years there and grew to love it. Then with one handshake and a piece of paper it all the knowns felt unknown.
Awwwww . . . I miss it so much!
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