Mike on Mike: I open at the close.
After college, one door was closed, but I like to believe that others were open. It was a trying time in my life, and to emerge with a degree was…
Read moreAfter college, one door was closed, but I like to believe that others were open. It was a trying time in my life, and to emerge with a degree was…
Read moreBack from the dead, I began commuting back and forth to school. It was long, and difficult. I had my problems — mainly with getting to class on time. But…
Read moreMy first semester back was a whirlwind. To start, I lessened my course load. That was only possible because I’d taken a few AP courses in high school; I was…
Read moreSo, where was I? About to get into the intensely personal? Right. That’s where I was. And this is where I’ll begin. Plainly. Simply: If you didn’t already guess from…
Read moreStony Brook was a trip. It was so unlike what I had experienced at Nassau that I feel it would be dishonest to classify both as colleges. Nassau in no…
Read moreAfter high school I didn’t have a triumphant feeling. I wasn’t ready to take on the world. I didn’t even know if I was ready to go to school somewhere…
Read moreMr. Mach was the new English department chair at Carey, and my connection with him began slightly before I’d even met him (or at least I’d like to think). It…
Read moreRap music was something I’d been exposed to since the end of fifth grade, although it was sparingly. The Slim Shady LP was released during that time, and with it…
Read moreBy the time I was in sixth grade, my elementary school had instituted the Accelerated Reader (AR) Program. Without going into unnessiary detail, the program assigned point values to books,…
Read moreI spoke (briefly) in my last post about my parents reading to me when I was a child. The more I think about it, though, the more I realize the…
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