Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

electric bill. Cream-colored cardstock, formal script, the kind of thing that announced itself as important before you even opened it.

“You are invited to attend a Memorial Service celebrating the life of Jonathan Michael Pierce…”

I stood in my narrow hallway, still wearing my work uniform from the diner, and read those words three times before they continue reading …