Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Ohio State
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Mountain pass. Emphasis on "mountain" and "pass." Ye gods, what a drive. Swirling snow at times, but mostly just a whole lot of wind. Drove the purple wagon for hours and hours, with my father gritting his teeth and tightening his seatbelt and my mother pretending to read a book in the back as we braved the 70 mph speed limit with truckers and much nimbler drivers on all sides. We arrived in one piece. One quaking, numb in the seat, high-strung piece.
Tyler graduates. And there was much rejoicing.
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