April 14, 1965

The return of the (Nebraska) native

April 14, 1965

School's out for 10 days - AND NOBODY'S GOING TO CRY! Oh, what am I going to do with all this TIME? Finish the dress I'm making, work on "Silas Marner", find a copy of Othello, get a book for a report, oh boy or boy.

YIPPEE

I love vacations!

To ____ with Vincent - he's a snob!!

April 17, 1973

And boy, was that ride a bumpy one! It was strange - at first I felt so hostile…they are conservative, but Carol and Joel are as sweet as ever and the kids are a little bratty, but sharp and fun nonetheless.

Back in Nebraska! What a feeling…this is something I longed for so much when I was a little girl. It’s really like going home. It is going home. I have to take some pictures of the bluffs, from the airport, or wherever I can.

I am in NEBRASKA!

Gee whiz.

April 14, 2006

Does anyone have to read Silas Marner in high school anymore?

April 14, 2023

Aunt Carol and Uncle Joel were my very favorite relatives, probably in part because I saw them most often. Mom referred to Carol as “her first baby”, because she was ten when Carol was born, and became her main caretaker when littlest sister Rosemary came along. When I was five, my mom and I went to Carol’s college graduation (by train!) and I got to stay with her in the dorm. She visited us a couple of times in North Platte with the guy she dated before she met the handsome Air Force dude who became Uncle Joel. When we lived in New Jersey, they lived in Pennsylvania, so there were more visits. We rejoiced when they had kids; they brought them to Connecticut the summer before I started college, driving overnight with the two oldest sleeping in the back of their station wagon. (The olden, pre seat-belt days.)

I’ll save more about them for tomorrow. Photos!

In my life today:

It’s Earth Month here at Riderwood and I was asked to introduce a documentary about fast fashion and lead a discussion afterwards. It was another exercise in deja vu; I seem to be saying the same thing over and over again to difference audience, and nothing changes. I’m that guy saving one starfish at a time while a fleet of steamrollers crushes millions of them. My latest insight: if there will ever be a compelling case to be made for a universal basic income, it will be based on environmental justice. The burden of climate change and the effects of whatever we do to mitigate climate change will fall heaviest on the poorest, most marginalized people on the planet. There are millions of people who eke out a living producing fast fashion; if we changed our buying habits tomorrow, they would starve.