A new city, a new job at a university library. Sweet autumn air, red and gold and green trees. I went into my new office, sat at my new desk, when someone ran by – mayhem in the USA.
My job was supposed to be about helping students find information; locate “the facts”, and form opinion about the subjects (beloved or belaboured) in their courses. Instead, I spent that day in the audiovisual room, trying to help young people find meaning in a world that had shifted on its axis, as we watched those pictures loop again and again…life irrevocably changed.
--from Saucy Ova