why swarthmore? why? why?my mom sent me on a college tour
end of my junior year in high school white bread.
I stopped by
flakey bard; drugs jane's addiction and trees lukewarm vassar with a beautiful library distractingly deviant reed peculiar new college
I visited swarthmore,
stayed with a friend from high school,
in his off campus apartment.
He was living with a german/philosophy/cultural studies major
intensely thoughtful guy
with a large patch of long little dreads
I spent three days at Swarthmore,
never saw the inside of a dorm, never ate a meal in the cafeteria I went to one class
microeconomics, a bit over my head
I think I raised my hand only once.
I spent most of the time in the apartment
talking with Joe
he seemed the smartest guy I'd ever met
brains and passion and patience
he persistently prodded my politics
what did community service mean? whose community was I serving?
I had great intentions but I wasn't watching my step
Mike told me later
that guy could have gone to school anywhere
I damn well believed it.
that mutherfucker chose swarthmore
he was the most intense mind I'd met in years