Finished up my grades yesterday and set off for Ithaca to visit my nephew, BJ. He’s working at the Ithaca ScienCenter, and his supervisors have given him heaps of responsibility as the Museum Services Coordinator (suckers!). But seriously–BJ seems quite content with his job, and sees his important work as valuable for a business law degree in the future (forget NYU and Columbia, come to Boston College!).
Lucy has been dealing with the road well, only getting excited when we slow down at a rest stop or an intersection (New York rest areas blow Massachusetts’ away).
I listened to the the first half of A.M. Homes’ The Mistress’ Daughter, a beautifully written and at times, disturbing (Homes’ signature style), memoir of her maddening, mysterious relationship with her biological parents (she was adopted at birth). At one point she muses on the sexual tension between fathers and daughters–particularly with her gruff, ex-quarterback of a biological father–and their rendezvous in hotel bars. Also began the first couple chapters of Anderson Cooper’s Dispatches from the Edge–not nearly as literary, but moving for Cooper’s reflections on the suicide of his brother and the wandering path to his career as a journalist.
Today to Ann Arbor to visit my friend P.F. and his new wife, Honor. Hoo-rah!