Some of the old tall trees among which the students come and go, along with me, from building to building, and issue to issue, and day to day, as another academic year flows by and another tree ring is laid down inside, making twenty-one rings in all in there, I think, since I first passed by these towering trunks. Twenty-one thin tree rings to mark my passing. That's all.
Published on February 28, 2014 14:49