Field Tripping

Field Tripping By Kate Drabinski
Field Tripping: South Carolina-ing

My twin sister ran the New York City marathon this month, for the second time. The first time she ran, I took the train up there, leapfrogged her by subway so I could cheer her on at various intersections, and then, as soon as it was over, I was back on the subway home.

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Field Tripping: Great Blacks in Waxing

One of the bummers about moving around every few years is that you're constantly making new friends, leaving old ones behind. My mother, never one to leave the shine on a rose, told me as I left for college that "getting older means learning to leave the people you love." Ouch. And so true, at least for me.

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Field Tripping: Neighborhood Associating

I don't know if you've heard, but there's been some violence in the Waverly neighborhood lately, of the gun variety. I specify the gun part for a couple of reasons. First, because it's true.

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Field Tripping: On Broadway

I started college in 1993 with absolutely no idea that girls could like girls—like, LIKE them, like them. I knew about gay men—there was that one bedroom scene on that show "thirtysomething"—but that was pretty much the extent of my knowledge about The Gays.

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Fieldtripping: D.C. Book Festing


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Field Tripping: Safety foruming

My third date with the ladyfriend kind of sealed the deal: She met me at the bus stop between our two apartments for a ride down to the Pratt's main branch on Cathedral to attend a reading by their community writers program. The bus, the library, a community meeting, all in one night? She had my number, for sure.

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