Monday, January 11, 2016
January 11, 2016
David Bowie is dead. He was one of the few celebrities I actually saw in the flesh: he asked directions of me on the corner of 8th Avenue and 42nd Street, when I was staying at the hotel that once was there (this was about 1977 or so). I was so awestruck I couldn’t speak, but handed him my map. He looked at it, handed it back, went on his way.
First day of classes, and I met them all. Except for an overload of senior projects, I don’t think it will be a bad semester. The kids seem engaged, merry & upright.