Kate Drabinski

Columnist Field Tripping

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  • Field Tripping: Doing Nothing

    Field Tripping: Doing Nothing

    So, if you read my last column, you know my dad was killed by an errant driver right before Christmas. That was a hard column to write, typed up the day after in one go as I was overwhelmed by sadness. This here column, though, is much, much harder to write, because I've pretty much been doing...

  • Field Tripping: Grieving

    Field Tripping: Grieving

    This isn't the column I expected to write this week. I was supposed to write about my yearly trip to St. Louis with my ladyfriend, our third Christmas together. I was looking forward to watching the family eat their bloody prime rib while I ate the vegetarian quiche her father dutifully gets me...

  • Field Tripping: Monument touring

    Field Tripping: Monument touring

    There's been a lot in the news about Confederate monuments in the past few months. It's exciting to see so many people talking about this stuff that structures our lives ideologically even as it fades so much into our backgrounds. At the same time, it's one of those issues about which everyone...

  • Field Tripping: Public Museuming

    Field Tripping: Public Museuming

    One of the perks of being part of my profession is the "conference," in my case, the National Women's Studies Association annual meeting. These junkets—I mean scholarly gatherings—take place every November, and they bring a whole bunch of us together to yes, exchange new research, share best practices...

  • Field Tripping: South Carolina-ing

    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. It was awesome, but this...

  • Field Tripping: Great Blacks in Waxing

    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...

  • Field Tripping: Neighborhood Associating

    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. There were two shootings in less than two weeks (this isn't even counting McKenzie Elliott, who was killed...

  • Field Tripping: On Broadway

    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. I was already an angry feminist, had...