Personal Archaeology 15: The Book of Questions

By the time I was old enough to register who my great Aunt Frances was, she was an "old Italian woman" the way that many of my fellow "Italian-by-way-of-Brooklyn" connazionales would recognize from their own families. Short, bearing and incredible resemblance to both her sister Mimi and my grandfather John, Aunt Frances lived int he …

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Personal Archaeology 14: Diagnosing My Sophomore Self

Last time I wrote one of these entries, i was looking at an old underground student newspaper and the cringiest of cringeworthy essays in my teenage journal that responded to it. This would have been journal notebook #2, which I had during my sophomore year of high school and into the very beginning of my …

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Personal Archaeology 12: Things Left in the Wake

Had I really been on my game last month, I would have written about my high school graduation 25 years ago on June 25 instead of a week or two later.  As it happened, I didn't do much to commemorate the anniversary on the actual day, aside from making a comment on a friend's Facebook …

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Personal Archaeology 11: Standing on Ceremony

So I would be a complete liar if I said that I had forgotten that I held onto my cap, gown, medals, yearbooks, T-shirts, and other commemorative items from my senior year of high school.  Oh sure, all of the stuff (with the exception of my class T-shirt and yearbooks) wound up in the same …

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Personal Archaeology 10: You’re a Pathetic, Lovesick Loser Charlie Brown!

Somewhere in the September 1991 part of my teenage journal is a transcript of the time I called up my crush and asked her out. I feel like I need to let that marinate for a moment because it might take a moment for you to understand that I called this girl up, asked her …

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Personal Archaeology, 9: When I Was Twenty

There's been this thing going around the internet this week where people post pictures of themselves at the age of twenty. It's coincided with people sharing their senior class photos, which was some sort of "solidarity with the class of 2020" thing that I didn't understand*, but I don't know the reason behind the twenty-year-old …

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Personal Archaeology 7: The Next Chapter That Never Was?

I originally thought I would start recapping my old journals with the very first one, which I began when I was twelve and wrote in a medium-sized Mead notebook, but then I came across a random journal and the first "fancy type" of journal I ever owned.  A green hard-bound journal with a sticker featuring …

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Personal Archaeology 6: I’m Through With the Past, but the Past Isn’t Through With Me

I recently bought a new journal.  It's an off-brand Moleskine-type book that I picked up at Target because the leather-bound one I had been writing in was getting completely filled.  Funny enough, these are the frist two fancy-looking journals I have ever owned or written in because with the exception of a number off lears …

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