I love this piece for so many reasons, but selfishly I love it most because I had the privilege of meeting and working with you in Somerville. How did I not know your car was named “Joey”? I have so many fond memories of our shared work life, but this piece instantly reminded me of a day we trudged through knee-deep snow after a blizzard (and thus a school snow day) in downtown Boston … our mission to a place I do not remember, but the quest was related to grant applications and funding.
Once again your story has captivated me. I could really relate to the challenges of driving at first and even now and I can recall similar dreams of anxiety. I hope these memoirs result in a book
I love this piece for so many reasons, but selfishly I love it most because I had the privilege of meeting and working with you in Somerville. How did I not know your car was named “Joey”? I have so many fond memories of our shared work life, but this piece instantly reminded me of a day we trudged through knee-deep snow after a blizzard (and thus a school snow day) in downtown Boston … our mission to a place I do not remember, but the quest was related to grant applications and funding.
Once again your story has captivated me. I could really relate to the challenges of driving at first and even now and I can recall similar dreams of anxiety. I hope these memoirs result in a book
Beautiful and poignant!
Thank you for this insightful piece. I love learning about your life’s journey at Wes and beyond.
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As always, your writing transports me. It was a nice trip!
Awesome, as usual. Your writing pops up in my inbox, and I stop whatever I'm doing to read. Inspiring. Don't stop.