Four times. Four different times in my life I moved to a new town on my own. College, law school, and my first two jobs.
I may have passed Academics 101, that first semester of classes, but looking back, it’s fair to say that I flunked Campus Life 101. My
Even forty years later, I hate to admit just how much thought I put into what I would wear for my very first college class.
“I’m beginning to think it would work just as well if we put all of the keys in a basket and let people grab one.
I suspect August 1975 was just as hot and miserable as any other August, but I don’t remember. That was the month that my mother