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

elaborate flower arrangements, and servers circulating with wine and hors d’oeuvres. I told myself I’d stay for just a few minutes, pay my respects properly, then leave quietly.

I accepted a glass of wine I wouldn’t drink and stood near a wall, watching people cluster in conversation groups I didn’t belong to. A few glanced my way with polite curiosity—who continue reading …