Cleaning Up

As we have been going through our things, in preparation for packing, we keep finding things. There was an old datebook of mine, which had a scrap of paper in it. On the paper was Aviva's home and work number, with Call Me written in large letters. It was from the first night we met.

We also found a stack of handwritten thank you notes, already in envelopes and addressed; written after my daughter was born in 2002. Those will be going out in the mail at the beginning of next week, because it is never too late to say thank you.

And then, there was Kol. Kol was the literary journal YU put out in the Fall 92-Spring 93 semester. It was the first time in three years that the journal had been printed. It was also pulled from almost every student's mailbox shortly after being put in the mailbox. Apparently, if you are going to publish a literary journal at YU, and you include a story of a Stern girl calling a YU boy, telling him the she had sex, well, that publication is not going to be distributed.

But, if you don't go to class the day it is distrubuted, and you check your mail box and pull your copy of the journal, well, you can keep one of the few existing copies out there.