Brendan and I met in 2005 at the Breadloaf School of English in Middlebury, Vermont. He was teaching in Alaska and I was teaching in Kentucky. We bonded in a class taught by Michael Armstrong and worked on a project together. We laughed, too, because we wrote letters to keep in touch...no email or text messaging. We've seen each other from time to time at conferences, and see one another on Facebook. He married, had two kids, and is leaving literacy coaching to become an elementary school principal (hopefully by this time next year).
After dinner with him, I met the kids at their hotel (which was near the restaurant), paid for their room, then returned to my own...an artsy-fartsy mod space across from the Convention Center...No, I didn't know it when I got it. I just knew I needed a room...and awaited King's arrival at midnight.
I carried many heavy items to hand out, so my back is a little sore. Well, by heavy items I mean books...lot of them. We'll see how long it takes to get rid of them all.
Right now, however, I need to find coffee...and a bagel. It will be a long day.
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