April 5, 2010
College friends are an odd patchwork in my mind. I went to so many colleges, I don't have a nice compact 4-year experience to draw on. Every new site of higher learning brought lower self-esteem, and I was ashamed to reach back toward even the best of them, knowing in my own mind that I was not worthy of their friendship. So I dropped them and moved on. Linda died of breast cancer, my roommate Pat still sends me Christmas cards, and the farm gal from Iowa wrote to me ten years ago, but I trashed it, unread.