“Your Kids Can Eat at Home,” My Dad Said—So When the Waiter Returned, I Stood Up – The Archivist

deposits became sunk costs. The guest list became a list of people I had to call and explain, in carefully measured tones, that the wedding was no longer happening.

I threw myself into work.

If I couldn’t trust people, I could trust buildings. Buildings followed rules. Loads and stresses and light angles could be calculated, drawn, modeled. You put in continue reading …