It was a chance to start over, but that first year was still hard. I learned about copper mining, waterfalls, and coping mechanisms for winter, which all involved drinking. The street signs were in both Finnish and English.
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Andy Weir The Martian I read this a few years ago, the movie is absolutely brilliant, and re-reading it while knowing how it ends enabled me to really enjoy. She exclaimed, "I didn't know you were a colored gal!" Which is probably a commentary on my own positionality while reading I probably have a lot more in common these days with the omniscient narrator than the beloved Anne-child, Anne-teen. When we finally arrived in our new town, we met our landlady, to whom I'd spoken only over the phone. Certainly it was all beautiful, but where were the people? What if we broke down? As night fell, deer flitted across the road, their eyes silver in the darkness. And then there was the water: Lake Superior, crystal blue and as vast as an ocean. Having spent a great deal of my life amid endless acres of golden cornfields in the Midwest, I was unsure I'd ever seen anything so green. In early August, we watched the movers load everything we owned into a huge truck, and we drove north in my Ford Explorer to a part of the country neither of us had ever visited, where we knew no one, and where, we heard, it snowed more than 300 inches a year.Īs we drove up, the landscape became more picturesque but desolate-miles and miles of lush trees towering over the two-lane highway. Not wanting to go alone, I convinced my youngest brother to finish his degree in civil engineering at Tech. There was a place for me in the PhD program, with a fellowship, tuition remission, and lots of other perks. Nonetheless, when I stepped into my empty apartment, on the verge of tears because I was back in my lonely life, I decided to apply.īecause I'd ended up sending in my application late, I assumed I'd be considered for the following academic year. I didn't really know what rhetoric or technical communication was. I'd long planned on getting my PhD, but in creative writing. She shoved a brochure in my hand, and she was gone.
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I saw Betty again at the airport as we departed, and she brightly encouraged me to apply to Michigan Tech's rhetoric and technical communication doctoral program.
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She told me about her school in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, a place I'd never heard of. I was still numb from the end of my relationship and convinced I'd die alone.Īcross the aisle was a lively woman, Betty, recruiting for Michigan Tech.