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A week before I turned eighteen,
my parents bid me fond adieu, put me on that big silver bird and sent me out into the world. I was off to Alabama, a thousand miles as the crow flies, on the next leg of my journey to a higher education. The red dirt roads meandering through green Georgia pines resembled varicose veins sprawling across some alien panorama. Driving across the flat landscape blanketed with white cotton fields, I felt like I had been ejected to a different universe. A far cry from the home I left nestled among the Berkshire Hills back in western Massachusetts. This damn Yankee had been displaced! The voyage went on to Hong Kong, Singapore and Barcelona, as experiences informed through so many teaching moments. Today, I travel back through time and draw upon those lessons learned, both good times as well as the bad, to guide my track to the future. Written in response to
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