many years of travels or when living in New York City, my alma mater, Teachers College (TC), Columbia University, has always been a primary place for me. Everett Library. Gottesman Library. Milbank Memorial Library. It’s where I went when I needed to work. It’s where I went when I needed to write. It’s where I went when I needed space to relax. It was a home away from home of sorts while in New York. Somehow it had been a year since I had last visited. With my computer on the fritz, I said to myself, “I’ll pop over to TC.” It was already dark out. I got to TC, and flanking the front entry were two balloon bouquet pillars in shades of blue. “Oh, […]
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