i don't get out enough, but tonight while... eating at fast 'n french on broad street in downtown charleston, i eavesdropped on an interesting conversation between a mature man and two young female college students...
he spoke of teaching as a labor of love, and they beamed their enthusiasm about college of charleston www.cofc.edu located approximately two to three blocks from broad... he asked them questions, and they asked him questions... he told them and others in the cafe that he had traveled into africa, lived in missouri, taught i thought i heard high school...
i read my 9/11 commission report on bin ladin and tried to concentrate while i sipped my red house wine and waited for my shrimp toast (good, by the way)...
after the young pretties (who were smart, too) left; he noticed my 9/11 book and said that he had just assigned it for his introduction to political science course at the college... how fascinating i found talking to him to be... reminded me of my childhood on college campuses such as arkansas state, university of wisconsin at madison, and hanover college in southern indiana - all at which my father was a professor of theatre at some level...
how i miss this talk... (unfortunately, i suppose, i did talk about my oldest "child" who is a sophomore at college of charleston... i both am glad of this and as always regret it too) ...
how i miss this willingness to share some tidbit of personal information with a total stranger... and so, possibly become friends... acquaintances, at least...
because, as i have mentioned before, at some level, people everywhere are alike...
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