Cliché Central calling: “Today is the first day of the rest of your life.”
Yes, it’s a cliché, but it makes a point.
Over the last couple of weeks, people kept asking me how I felt (not my favorite question, but that’s OK); I usually replied “Mixed.” Or occasionally someone would suggest “Bittersweet?” and I would agree. After all, as I wrote a few months ago, I am retiring from Weston, not from education. (And it’s only to some extent a new “first day,” as I will be happily returning to the Crimson Summer Academy next week for the 15th consecutive summer, so the real first day of something new will come some time in September or so.)
Weston has been so much the focus of my teaching and my life for the past 21 years that it will be strange indeed to be without it. I will miss the teaching, but more importantly I will miss the people — my students and my colleagues, most especially those with whom I have worked for more than a year, as well as those with whom I have worked closely for less time than that. I will even miss leaving home for work at 6:00 AM each school day.
Keep in touch.