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Chapter 39 Back to Endicott – February 1996 A Month Later And the question is, was i more alive than i am now? I happily have to disagree; I laugh more often now, I cry more often now, I am more me – Peter Bjorn and John “I think we need to go up to Endicott some weekend and tell my parents that I want to go to Whitman next year.” “I heard ‘we’, so is that the only thing you’re going to tell them?” David asked, with concern in his voice.
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I made Vice President Asher a little more circumspect about his homophobia than he probably would have needed in 1996. His actions are more 21st Century, I think, and he is trying to ensure that Micah won't sue Walla Walla College. In a way, 'get off this campus' is the more likely 1996 reaction, whereas 'are you sure you want to be here?' is the 21st century approach.
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Chapter 38 Vice President Asher – January 1996 A Week Later “I’m Micah Kingman. I’m here to see Vice President Asher,” Micah said as he entered the office of the Vice President for Student Life. The grandmotherly secretary, whose name was Alice according to the placard on her desk, asked him to take a seat in one of the white plastic chairs arranged along the wall. He sat, setting his backpack down beside him. After five minutes he began to thumb through the magazines
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Chapter 37 Retrieval – January 1996 A Week Later – in the New Year “Can I induce you to come with me to Seattle?” Micah asked. It was the next weekend after the New Year’s party. “What’s wrong? You don’t trust your crappy pickup?” “I trust it. I just want you to come – for moral support. Plus, your car really is more reliable – and comfortable.” “But, tell me, why do you want to really go to Seattle.” “I want to get a violin.”
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Chapter 36 New Year’s Eve – December 1995 End of the Month The New Year’s Eve barn dance was scheduled to begin at nine outside town on a farm near the Oregon border. The large, open area under the rounded barn roof had been decorated with red and blue balloons and ribbons. The hay had been swept from the center of the room leaving an open wood-plank floor smoothed to a natural gleam with years of wear. Bales of hay had been moved along the walls to serve as seats and tables.
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Six more chapters plus two epilogs. The story is not over with chapter 35.
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Chapter 35 Still Gay – December 1995 A Month Later There is a tide in the affairs of men. Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. – William Shakespeare David and Micah were sitting at David’s apartment table after a drive in the country followed by them playing duets for a couple of hours. David once again had pulled dinner out of the freezer and heated it in the micr
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Don't forget the Boccherini and the "divine mischief."
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Chapter 34 Whitman String Quartet – November 1995 Six Months Later Best gains must have the losses’ test, To constitute them gains. – Emily Dickinson “I have a proposition for you, Micah,” David announced one day the following November as he came through the door to his apartment where Micah had been studying, a fixture in David’s apartment since the middle of their sophomore year. Micah turned from his textbook, raising his eyebrows. “You want to
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Chapter 33 Boccherini – May 1995 Two Months Later There comes a time you discover things, step out into life … step away and become yourself. You can’t bring anyone else to those moments. – A Map of the Harbor Islands, by J.G. Hayes The room had darkened as night fell outside. The low light near the table provided the only interior illumination; other light came from the streetlights that filtered slowly through the curtained windows and glowed acro
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Chapter 32 After the Bottom – March 1995 A Month Later Don’t only practice your art, but force your way into its secrets, for it and knowledge can raise men to the divine. – Ludvig van Beethoven “I need to show you something. But it’s going to take the rest of the day. Can you do it?” Micah asked as they woke to a bright, cold morning. “Of course.” “Are you sure? You don’t have homework or anything?”
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You are forgiven.
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Breakdown – February 1995 A Few Days Later Things fall apart. The center cannot hold… The ceremony of innocence is drowned. – William Butler Yeats The phone was ringing. David looked at the red letters on his clock radio. It was just past 3 a.m. His roommate was sound asleep. David, though, felt the usual uncertainty, apprehension and fear when any phone rings at 3 a.m. He flipped his blankets back and walked across the room, hurrying, not knowing how long it had be
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I didn't consider the Idanha school to be a school for troubled kids. Rather, it was a school for families who want their boys away from public schools and into a controlled, religious (likely) environment.
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Chapter 30 From the Past – February 1995 Five Months Later There is no end of it, the voiceless wailing, No end to the withering of withered flowers, To the movement of pain that is painless and motionless, To the drift of the sea and the drifting wreckage, The bone’s prayer to Death its God T.S. Eliot - The Dry Salvages Maybe it was a portent of things to come, or maybe it was just bad coincidence, but when Micah arrived back in his dorm room, the phone
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Chapter 29 Coffee Again – September 1994 The Following Saturday Time past and time future What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is the future – T.S. Eliot, Burnt Norton It was the following Saturday. David walked by Micah, who was surrounded by a group of sidewalk onlookers, on his way from his apartment; he dropped a $20 bill in the hat. Micah shook his head ‘no’ as he continued to play, but David tilted an imaginary cup to his lips and p
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Chapter 28 Busking – Late August 1994 Sophomore Year It was a Saturday before classes started at Whitman College in Walla Walla, just a few miles from College Station. The campus leaves were still a dark, summer green, but that would change as the term went on. David Stirling had finished unpacking. He was glad to be out of the dormitory and into an apartment this year. A senior friend and now roommate had found the place over the summer and had quickly called David to see if he was
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Ah, you anticipate Chapter 28.
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Chapter 27 Home and College – Late July 1993 Two Months After Graduation “Stan, we have to do something. He’s driving me crazy again.” Betty sat on the edge of the bed in her pink nightgown. Stan lay on his side of the bed, his reading light off, trying to go to sleep. He knew which of all their children she was speaking about. He turned over, resigned to completing this conversation. He knew his wife well enough to know that she would not be able to sleep until she got everything
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Chapter 26 Christmas and After– December 1992 Two Months Later Stan and Greg arrived a week before Christmas to take Micah home for the holidays. Micah threw his bag in the back of the van and then said he needed to say goodbye to Casey. “Merry Christmas,” Micah said as he returned to their room. “Merry Christmas.” “So when are your folks going to be here?” “They’ll probably be here tomorrow – or the next day.” “Then
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Chapter 25 Hot Springs – Early October 1992 A Month Later “They found it,” Steve said to his wife with a grin on his face. “It’s always gives me a kick when they ‘discover’ the hot springs.” It had been several weeks – several wonderful early-fall weeks – since school had started. The boys’ shyness of the first days had worn off, and the typical teenage boys’ sense of discovery and adventure had taken over. Two of the boys had discovered the hot springs while they were hiking alon
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Chapter 24 Idanha – September 1992 A Month Later Idanha School is designed to create an intensive initial impact for boys, teach them positive behavior and communication skills, and integrate strong work habits with effective interpersonal functioning. The beginning of the boys’ stay is comprised of teaching the basic lessons of the outdoors–personal responsibility and awareness of how their behavior affects others and their environment. It is also a beginning for them to gain self-esteem whi
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Chapter 23 With Amelia – August 1992 Two Weeks Later Over breakfast a couple of weeks after returning from the trek, Micah’s thoughts kept returning to the night before. He and Amelia had driven to Colfax and rented a motel room. They hadn’t even stopped for dinner. Their clothes were off the minute they closed the door to Room 14. Micah threw the bedspread and blankets onto the only chair in the room. Amelia lay down on her back almost immediately, with her legs spread. Micah lay
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Chapter 22 Into the Wilderness – August 1992 A Month Later They arrived in Boise, Idaho, after an eight-hour drive followed by an overnight stay. Betty and Stan had driven the van while Micah sat in the back seat, irritated that he was being placed in this situation, but knowing he had little choice. They had parked in a plain, small shopping center. The sign alongside the door said Eagle Crest Wilderness Treks. What the sign didn’t disclose was that these treks were not designed
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Chapter 21 A Day in Court – July 1992 A Little Over a Year Later “Micah, would you come in here for a moment, please?” Stanley sat in his corner chair of the den. “I want to talk to you.” Micah was already heading down the hall. When he heard his father calling, he stopped and stood still, not turning around. He stood there for a few moments, defiance in his shoulders, wanting both to turn around and to say “Fuck it” and to go on out the door. He hesitated
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