Tuesday, April 10, 2012

What Do You Remember?

I remember the old College Restaurant, or the Campus Restaurant. Whatever it was called. Downstairs and full of smoke. A crowded forest of corduroyed legs.

I remember going to her German class. The teacher scary. Jet-black hair tied back. Wire frames and bright red lipstick. I might be making this up. We watched a slide show. Rolling Bavarian countryside.

And then what happened?

I don't know. We went home. I can only imagine we went home.