Jenelle

I Remembering Discovering a Band, All By Myself My early twenties were important self-actualization years, as it goes. I remember the day when I discovered Mates of State all by myself, without any help from my very-well-informed-hipster-before-we-called-them-hipster friends. It was a very important, magical moment for me. The year was 2002, my graduation year. I discovered Mates of State’s first song Hoarding it […] 3 responses September 24, 2008
I Remember When Ketchup Made Me Feel Safe I remember putting ketchup on every unfamiliar taste on my plate. It was a vague way of controlling my environment, I suppose. (photo by lamazone) 2 responses September 23, 2008
I Remember UMBC Womens’ Golf 1998-2002 [God Rest Her Soul] I remember winning an important golf tournament in high school, and hoping for a college scholarship. I remember being very disappointed that it never materialized. I remember people in my town yelling at me for choosing a university with no womens’ golf team. I remember freshman year at UMBC: missing golf, writing newspaper articles covering […] 2 responses September 21, 2008
I Remember Having a Rockstar for a Roommate, 2005-2006 Jasmin Jones, Triplet rockstar, undercover. I do love her. [Holga] Malveira da Serra, Portugal 07-2008 One response September 20, 2008
I Remember Discovering Salinger (as Pseudo Psalmist) I remember reading a red and worn Catcher in the Rye for the first time in undergrad, I think at Sarah Painter’s insistence. And I remember reading it again, and again, and then again, laughing aloud increasingly more with each turn. “Humor is every bit as noble as drama and just as honest. To sit […] 3 responses September 19, 2008
I Remember Learning to Like Coffee, in 1998 [two Holga photos] Prague 07-2008 2 responses September 18, 2008
I Remember the Playfulness of the Sky [Holga] Portugal 07-2008 2 responses September 17, 2008
I Remember Not Knowing Where My Feet Were Going Next And I played a handy game of calm trust –> freak out –> calm again –> really sizable freak out –> exhale. I found, quickly, that I was not really alone. The truth is, in spite of my animated freak attacks, there were plenty of families, strangers, and words. Each to each, they all enfolded […] No responses September 16, 2008
I Remember Bread on Thursdays I distinctly remember this day, in 2006. And I remember writing about it as my first blog post, ever. Tears poured down my face, on both occasions. (This was fitting.) In those days, I often said things like, “my heart hurts.” All the same, I remember when a wise little one wrote me a song/poem on a white […] No responses September 15, 2008
I Remember Reading of an Expressive God I remember the year Dave died, and my finding an old J.B. Phillips New Testament at a used book shop down in Fells Point. I remember thinking that this little worn paperback would become my favorite, reading the gospels as proper prose, and such. I remember walking near the Baltimore piers and how happy it […] One response September 12, 2008
I Remember Dave Meeks I remember the year Dave Meeks died, and how he had taught me how to be a Young Life leader through his cancer. In his early thirties, Dave was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. I remember him painting life colours to the words, to live is Christ and to die is gain. I remember […] 6 responses September 11, 2008
I Remember Baltimore’s Best Diner 2 responses September 10, 2008