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

cut through the wind, I almost sobbed. Ropes descended. A helmeted face appeared above me.

“Dr. Gregory? I’m Cole. We’ve got you.”

Strangers dug me out of the mountain my parents always imagined I belonged to. They worked with ruthless efficiency, every movement a chorus of careful commands. When they hoisted me into the chopper, the world narrowed to continue reading …