Today is Feburary 4th, 2010. I have some dates seared into my memory. And other dates which turn out to be a little less 'seared.'
I sort of think that Feb 4th, 1980, was the date I arrived in Chile for my year's exchange with AFS. But now I am a little fuzzy on the exact date.
Memory and all. Sort of funny. But it was pretty close to Feb 4th, so 30 years ago - about.
Ten years ago I had this thought that it would be interesting to transcribe my hand written journals, on the 20th anniversary. Maybe even do it day by day - transcribe a day each day. Relive the year over a year.
But goodness, that seems, well, discursive? Distracting? Painful?
But in any event, thirty years ago I was an exchange student. And suddenly it is now.
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ReplyDeleteWhen I look myself up in Google image search I see people that are not me, stuff that is not mine, a photo of me that I put online and a photo of me in a land far from home but an ancestral home of my nephew who was born later that Rich Gibson put online.
But to find out who I am I go to chilidog.com, but first misspell it as chillidog.com and chillydog.com. Chilidog.com came first, 1998 by whois reconing, and that matches my time frame, but the Web is overlaid with layers of sites and I dig through them to get to chilidog.com -- a one line link to here.
Now...