I have a workshop piece due in my summer writing class in about a week. I considered revising "Ghost Positive" which takes place in an AIDS lab in 1989, fiction really. I got a lot of challenging suggestions about that. Or go back to "Mishkan Israel" about my family which I was working on last winter before I became Maier-happy.
Why not start something new.? Always time to work on stuff you already have. So I went for it, the arc of me leaving UCSC so excited and eager, leaving feeling a failure and now forty years ago re-capturing that academic enthusiasm. When it doesn't matter, when you can do what you darn want. If it's 'good', more the better. And if it's not, well then who cares about your opinion.
University of California, Santa Cruz in 1970 considered it's small self to be very special. Indeed it was. Only five years into taking it's first students, then about 3100 students (twice the size of my high school), now 16,500 students. The alternative ideas put forth by the founders were still in place, the residential colleges, pass/fail/evaluation, liberal arts ruled. Not all of that survived. But then, all going strong. Just about ground-zero in place and time for the counter culture.
Through the years, I've noted that, here, those that went to college the same time as I didn't have the same experience.
So I wrote about it. I used my own evaluations quite a bit in the paper. We'll see how it goes.
How about Teddy as a full-blown service dog? If I could get him trained up, he could come with me on the bus to the UW campus and carry things for me. He's quite work oriented, he would need work not greeting everybody he sees and not reacting to other dogs while he was working. Just now, he brought in some groceries with his special dog pack. And glad to do it.
Picture of the title page of the UCSC catalog 1969-1970.........
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