Major milestone reached: I don't have to go to church any more. I was afraid that if I thanked my parents too profusely I might convince them they'd made the wrong choice, but I am happy, not only because that particular drudgery is gone, but because they realized they'd have to let me make that choice sooner or later.
Less elating is the news that my great aunt Sara died. The house she and my great uncle Walt lived in (in the quiet townlet of West Newton, Pennsylvania) has a third-story loft stocked with ancient toys and comic books, and a garage packed with old rocking-horses and tricycles, and a backyard where a large tree's odd fruit litters the ground. I used to hang out with distant cousins there, when we were all in the area for a summer-time reunion of the Schmitt clan, and Aunt Sara would make the most deliciously elaborate lunches for us...
Had lunch and words with Erica a few days ago, and Diana a few days before that, but I've generally not talked to any friends in person for a few weeks. Michael -- now there's someone I don't see enough of. Strange how after years of only occasional out-hanging, he's my closest male friend, far closer than those who remained near.
College accelerates to the present and I still can't tell if it's sunk in yet.
posted on Saturday, July 02, 2005
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