Monday, August 4, 2014

so he went....

to New Haven on Sunday afternoon, got off the train at 3, walked to campus, very short walk, then wandered around, had some coffee and desert, psyched out the scene, you might say. Covered Yale campus from front to back, seems like fifty years is not a long time since I began my one frightening year there, searched for my graduate dorm, found it, now something else for the university. Actually found the walk very vibrant---not at all upset about the past, seems like a story from someone's novel, except that it happened to me. Finally went to Middletown, Luke glad to see me, like the atmosphere at the Cabaret, conducive to making new friends, which I certainly did with my table mates. Play was really good, much deeper feeling than I have experienced from Eno, and very well and subtly acted by Luke's ensemble group of Yale drama school students. Even now they are performing on a very professional level. Good conversations with Matt and Aubie, afterwards, then back to the station, kind of an adventure, but worked out very well.
Overall the trip was like a burst of energy for me, much more desired than my habitual Sunday life of trudging from one coffee bar to another.Would like to return to New Haven sometime soon, pretty easy trip and very easy campus to navigate. One is constantly reminded of its insulation, the homeless around the campus remind one that one's fate is bound up in race and class. This is my generation, the early seventy-somethings, the accumulation of money, the stable families, the dinners with children and grand children at fairly up scale restaurants. Is that all there is...? Well, who am I to say, just because my own life has turned out so different.
So different in fact, that you could find cityboy on the 7 subway Grand Central station at 1:45 Monday morning, moving to the two train, because a taxi was too expensive. But, we made it home.
Today, tired somewhat, want to do some work on Spanish for lesson tomorrow, would like to see Bunuel movie today at BAM, might make it, that is about it.......

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