Our eyes met from across the room and I had to know him. Call it love at first sight or some sort of magical magnetism, but 37 years ago I connected with someone I didn’t know and had never seen before.
Robert and I went to the same local college in Queens, N.Y., and were one of 20,000 students in 1970 who protested the war and staged sit-ins. This particular year, we both somehow signed up to go on a 5 week, 10 credit archeological field dig in Chico, California, during the summer. I was an anthropology major in my junior year, so it made perfect sense for me, but Robert was an education/music major and a freshman.… CONTINUE READING