fellow travellers
In my recent travels through the United States, I managed to see a dizzying number of friends who have been (and continue to be) forces in my life. The different paths their lives have taken fascinates me, especially in these days as I ponder my own journey. Here I present you with some of them, in the order I met them on my travels, with photos and small notes on their lives.
My hometown friend Tiana used to work in theatre but now is getting her masters in photography. She works a answering phones for some luxury British department store and taking pictures of their store windows.
Megan, with whom I used to swim waaay out when we went to the beach on Long Island, got her masters in fine art a couple years ago, has a studio in Brooklyn and will soon be part of an exhibition way down in North Carolina. Until someone realizes her 3D yarn sculptures of magnified human tissue are the “next big thing", she works in an office that selects and delivers art for the houses and offices of rich people.
Fellow libra Beth is about to graduate from NYU Law School. She was considering doing anti death-penalty work in Louisiana but now is thinking of staying closer to friends and loved ones.
My old housemate Dawn lives in a beautiful apartment in Brookyln, way on the other side of Prospect Park, and is two years into her doctorate in political science at CUNY. She also is the North American representative for the MST, the Brazilian landless people’s movement.
Partner in crime Diana is also at CUNY for political science, but thinking about a change. She is working odd jobs and plotting to have somebody’s baby.
My brother Steven and his girlfriend Melissa live in Madison, Wisconsin, which is very cold in the winter but you wouldn’t know it from all the warmth their home exudes. Steven works at a shoe store and is thinking about cooking school; Melissa sells beads and is finishing up her degree in English.
My first college friend Sarah, with whom I shared both our veganism and the dissection project in Biology II, has moved on to bigger dissection projects at medical school at the University of Chicago.
Cary, a southern transplant to Philadelphia, was until recently working full-time with the Poor People’ s Economic Human Rights Campaign; now he waits tables three shifts a week and is working on putting together a band. (I told him he could swing it solo.)
Sarah, with whom I have composed poetry, is now poetically teaching aspiring MBA candidates how to apply to business school, from the essays to mock interviews. She says she thinks about trying to work in film/video again, or in publishing.
When I visited Carrie in Cincinnati before leaving the US, I had no idea she would end up two years later back home in Maine, enjoying the company of her family and going to school for social work. Taking care of the ‘fam seems good for her but I can see the itch to move back to civilization.
Nick and I fought together against a Colombian airline while trying desperately to get on a plane to Buenos Aires. The airline won, but now I can tell you that my friend Nick teaches environmental education in a tiny town in the Argentine province of Cordoba. He and his girlfriend plan a trip north up the Andes come August.
Blanca, who I ran into just very recently, makes brown bread. See? She is planning to move back to Patagonia where she can make and eat all the bread she likes.
My hometown friend Tiana used to work in theatre but now is getting her masters in photography. She works a answering phones for some luxury British department store and taking pictures of their store windows.
Megan, with whom I used to swim waaay out when we went to the beach on Long Island, got her masters in fine art a couple years ago, has a studio in Brooklyn and will soon be part of an exhibition way down in North Carolina. Until someone realizes her 3D yarn sculptures of magnified human tissue are the “next big thing", she works in an office that selects and delivers art for the houses and offices of rich people.
Fellow libra Beth is about to graduate from NYU Law School. She was considering doing anti death-penalty work in Louisiana but now is thinking of staying closer to friends and loved ones.
My old housemate Dawn lives in a beautiful apartment in Brookyln, way on the other side of Prospect Park, and is two years into her doctorate in political science at CUNY. She also is the North American representative for the MST, the Brazilian landless people’s movement.
Partner in crime Diana is also at CUNY for political science, but thinking about a change. She is working odd jobs and plotting to have somebody’s baby.
My brother Steven and his girlfriend Melissa live in Madison, Wisconsin, which is very cold in the winter but you wouldn’t know it from all the warmth their home exudes. Steven works at a shoe store and is thinking about cooking school; Melissa sells beads and is finishing up her degree in English.
My first college friend Sarah, with whom I shared both our veganism and the dissection project in Biology II, has moved on to bigger dissection projects at medical school at the University of Chicago.
Cary, a southern transplant to Philadelphia, was until recently working full-time with the Poor People’ s Economic Human Rights Campaign; now he waits tables three shifts a week and is working on putting together a band. (I told him he could swing it solo.)
Sarah, with whom I have composed poetry, is now poetically teaching aspiring MBA candidates how to apply to business school, from the essays to mock interviews. She says she thinks about trying to work in film/video again, or in publishing.
When I visited Carrie in Cincinnati before leaving the US, I had no idea she would end up two years later back home in Maine, enjoying the company of her family and going to school for social work. Taking care of the ‘fam seems good for her but I can see the itch to move back to civilization.
Nick and I fought together against a Colombian airline while trying desperately to get on a plane to Buenos Aires. The airline won, but now I can tell you that my friend Nick teaches environmental education in a tiny town in the Argentine province of Cordoba. He and his girlfriend plan a trip north up the Andes come August.
Blanca, who I ran into just very recently, makes brown bread. See? She is planning to move back to Patagonia where she can make and eat all the bread she likes.
previously there was ominous parallels
afterwards you have Unglued destiny
Congratulations!!! (about Blanca)
Best wishes.
Todo llega. Viste?
GR [submitted on 28 Feb 05]