I do remember, though, the day that I figured it out. I think it was Benedict Kiely who’d come to our class for a reading, and a group of us took him to a pub afterwards, where we spent maybe 2 or 3 hours nursing pints of Guinness and just listening to him tell stories. I remember stepping out for a minute to stretch my legs, and it just sort of hit me. I made myself promise to me never to forget that moment–while the details have receded, the core of the memory persists.
One of the few details I do remember is that I wanted a blackthorn walking stick afterwards–for what reason, however, I do not recall. 🙂
Christina Vosen Ostendorf
August 30, 2013 2:35 pmThanks, Collin. I don’t remember his visit to Carleton, but I welcome the introduction – posthumously or not. 🙂
Collin
August 30, 2013 6:22 pmI’m not 100% sure I’m remembering correctly, to be honest. It may be that I’m conflating memories. 🙂
Collin
August 30, 2013 6:45 pmI do remember, though, the day that I figured it out. I think it was Benedict Kiely who’d come to our class for a reading, and a group of us took him to a pub afterwards, where we spent maybe 2 or 3 hours nursing pints of Guinness and just listening to him tell stories. I remember stepping out for a minute to stretch my legs, and it just sort of hit me. I made myself promise to me never to forget that moment–while the details have receded, the core of the memory persists.
One of the few details I do remember is that I wanted a blackthorn walking stick afterwards–for what reason, however, I do not recall. 🙂
cgb