- 19 / I Remember My First Real Hike [Holga] It was the Summer of ’09, I was with Luisa, and we were at Rocky Mountain National Park (Colorado). In this photo we were about half-way there, going up a trail with a series of the most beautiful frozen lakes you can imagine. By the end of the day we were nearly caught in a […]
- 18 / I Remember When I Didn’t Drag My Feet As Much Once upon a time, I was a blogger who ran faster with her posts. As in, I posted more often and didn’t drag my feet as much.
- 17/ I Remember Only Observing Heartbreaks For a variety of reasons of which I will not spin out here, I have never experienced the heartbreak of a painful breakup. I have only observed the heartbreaks of others’, a stance that is still painful for the other, but still admittedly detached. I do not understand, therefore, why all of my favorites songs […]
- 15/ I Remember Lake Champion’s Housekeeping Crew ’03 I remember moving my little self over to Portugal with Jane in April 2003, and then me flying back to New York only 3 months later to be a Workcrew boss at Young Life’s Lake Champion. That was a hard month for me, and I was caught in between worlds. Nevertheless, we had the most […]
- 14/ I Remember When La Plata Was Almost Killed By A Tornado I loved that water-tower. The category-4 tornado that cut through my hometown was scary. I remember driving down from college in 2002 to find little La Plata looking like a total war zone.
- 13/ I Remember When My Brother Was Still Little I remember when he was just a 3 year old running around the Baltimore Harbor with me. Anthony is still my little brother but he is officially now taller than I am. And he hits the golf ball a sweet mile!
- 12/ I Remember My 1st Day in Seattle We took the ferry with our Holgas from Whidbey Island. I’d escaped to the quiet island after a most insane finals mayhem. Trevor is like a brother to me, and I loved our date in Seattle. We took the shot that every city-child must take. You know. And again I lament that my Holga […]
- 11/ I Remember 9/11 I remember watching the second tower fall. Then I remember the frantic phone calls I fielded from family. I remember going to a campus-wide conversation in which our incredibly diverse student population did their best to talk out what had just happened. I remember a Muslim young woman behind a microphone looking into all of […]
- 10/ I Remember Making the Decision to go to UMBC; or, Hospitality Saves the Day I remember being a senior in high school and having to make that awful decision: Where to go to college. I remember being disappointed that my top schools either wait-listed me, rejected me, or were-heinously-too-expensive-for-me. I remember having a minor tantrum as we drove up to Baltimore to interview for the final round of the […]
- 9/ I Remember Never Riding the Bus Maybe I missed out on some key part of childhood, but I remember always having a ride to school. Thanks, Mom. (Lomo by Daniel Y. Go)
- 8/ I Remember Italy’s Streetlights I remember studying in Rome for a semester and crawling all across that beautiful Italian boot, my great-grandparents’ land. I fell in love with many things, streetlights especially. In my tattered journals I started documenting the particularities of their personalities and differences. Every Italian city has a street-lit variation on the same theme. I remember how […]
- 7/ I Remember the Discussion with Karin + Linford of Over the Rhine Last December, Over the Rhine played my town. Twice. First I enjoyed them with friends at The Troubadour and the next day they played a rare private concert for my seminary. On that day, Karin and Linford gave us a full hour’s time to ask them big Questions about life, music, and God. 20 years […]