Field Tripping

Field Tripping By Kate Drabinski
Field Tripping: Pride Parading

It's that Pride time of year again, a whole month celebrating The Gays and our insistence that we're here, we're queer, and you should probably be getting used to it by now. I've been celebrating this month since I came out to my friend Liz over a bottle of Boone's Farm in the beginning weeks of my second year of college back in 1994, and you know what? I'm still absolutely thrilled to be a lesbian.

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Field Tripping: Prom-ing

This May marks the end of my first decade as a full-time college teacher. I've been moving in school calendars for virtually all of my 41 years, minus the first few before kindergarten and two eventful years between college and graduate school; I'm basically in the 35th grade this year.

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Field Tripping: Menstruating

I've been menstruating for almost 30 years now. I got my first period at my cousin Rachel's wedding in August 1987. I was really excited for the big day because Rachel was my oldest, fanciest, prettiest cousin, and she was marrying like, the cutest guy I'd ever seen.

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Field Tripping: Coal Mining

Big field trip news this week: I got to go to Scranton, Pa. and learn all about coal. It was amazing and I can't wait to go back.

Central Pennsylvania is the world capitol of anthracite coal. Before this trip I thought there was just "coal" and "things that steal jobs from coal."

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Field Tripping: Harriet Tubman National Historical Parking

A couple summers ago I took a week to drive the 125 miles of the Harriet Tubman Byway along the Eastern Shore, a pilgrimage in honor of one of the most bad ass women in human history.

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Field Tripping: Cat Lady-ing

The City Paper editors sent me an email last week: "We're doing an issue on pets. Any chance you could write a column about your cats?" Oh, so you want 1,000 words on my cats, I thought. ONLY ONE THOUSAND??? Tough sell, but I'll see what I can do! You see, I love my cats. I have two of them, grown tabby cats from a shelter in Algiers, just across the river from Mardi Gras World in New Orleans.

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