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February 24, 2011

Wednesday Words: New York

Filed under: Uncategorized — mboesl @ 7:10 pm

Yes, I know it really isn’t Wednesday. I’ll try to get back on schedule soon. I hope to repay for my tardiness with a more interesting post, and pictures. Yesterday, Jonathan, Mikey and I took a little excursion down to New York. We blitzed through the sights and sounds of the city, the result of which we spend more time on public transit than in Times Square. It was tremendous to feel the heartbeat of the American Financial System at Wall Street and that of American Capitalism at Wall Street. Here are some pictures:


February 9, 2011

Wednesday Words: Finally

Filed under: Uncategorized — mboesl @ 10:07 pm

“A day is as a thousand years unto the Lord.” This means I haven’t written for almost 20,000 years. Sorry, but also, I think that verse illustrates how really unimportant time really is. (Or maybe a dim hope that I can expurgate myself from a bit of blame).

For those of you with whom I am not in regular contact, Life is going well. I am greatly enjoying my classes and the snowy, blizzard-like conditions have given way to a nice mild sunshine that is a welcome relief. Forty-two inches of snow fell in CT in January, the most for any month on record. There may be a spring after all. Who knows?

I was in Vermont this weekend, which was stunning. The trees had slimmed down a great deal since the last time I saw them in October. Against the snowy landscape, the thin arms that embrace the heavens give one a remarkable feeling of fragility. I once thought winter = rain, but now I think I understand the phrase: “In the bleak midwinter.” Certainly the monochromatic white billows that hide landscape and building alike, is bleak. There is a strange sense of expectancy, though, in the air, branches. How wonderful that it is not Narnia, not “always winter and never Christmas.” There is a time of rest and joy that our winter looks expectantly towards.

One of the byproducts of such a precipitation loaded January is an increased interest in walking from place to place. Even while walking to English class, I must navigate through the Scylla and Charybdis of ice on the path and snow on the roofs. Many an innocent, young Yalie has unsuspectingly set foot on a treacherous spot of pavement and ended up with her boots suddenly above her increasingly reddening face. Treacherous. The second danger is that of falling ice. The Yale population has received several invigorating emails with quotes such as these: “There have been several reports this morning of ice sliding off rooftops…¬†please exercise extreme caution as you move about the campus today” and “We have received many reports of ice sliding from rooftops.¬† Please be careful when walking next to buildings and avoid routes underneath heavy ice buildup.”

While I appreciate the incredible effort of Yale administration to help the problem by crafting beautifully written emails, unfortunately they were of little use beyond liability protection. However, there were some unintended consequences. In order to not end up supine upon the pavement, one had to walk much slower than normal. In order to not end up at the receiving end of an avalanche, one had to be constantly looking up. But, guess what, I actually looked at the campus. Though my fear of the 4 feet icicles from 4 stories up was my impetus for looking at the molding of a certain building, I often would see something I had never noticed on my normal quick path. Perhaps I discovered a unique inscription on this building, a beautiful elm tree on that street or a statue I had never looked at much before. Maybe it is those threats of danger in life that make us slow down and look around us. Perhaps we will find beauty in ourselves and others that we had never noticed in the course of our busy lives. Maybe it is something we had never imagined could be so beautiful.


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