tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604786551569475561.post6771266740762577351..comments2023-09-19T18:16:04.878-04:00Comments on Jeff Epton's In & Out: Debt Ceiling BluesJeff Eptonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15032123875722494329noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604786551569475561.post-14614812876334731282011-08-16T09:43:28.500-04:002011-08-16T09:43:28.500-04:00Hi, Margaret. It's always so nice to hear from...Hi, Margaret. It's always so nice to hear from you. Your Woodland Cemetery memory provoked another one for me--running from cops in DC after a demonstration against the invasion of Cambodia disintegrated.<br /><br />Somehow, a few other demonstrators and I ended up running through Georgetown (or nearby) and climbing a fence into the backyard of some embassy or other. It was beautifully landscaped with high-contrast lighting, courtesy of the setting sun.<br /><br />Some kids high up in the windows of a GWU dorm started calling to the cops and pointing to where we were hiding. We could hear the thunder of an approaching herd of police coming down the alley, so we went over the fence in the other direction.<br /><br />It was glorious. All those swarming Andy Pandas and me 25, going on 12. I'd do it again in a heartbeat, except for the levels of security characteristic in our post 9-11 world. Likely embassy security would shoot us before the cops got there.<br /><br />And, thanks, Dale, for the kind and flattering comment. I'd like to tell more stories, but most of the time, it feels like too much effort. We all know this, because we all have stories to tell and we don't tell them. It is our personal stories, after all, told in our own idiosyncratic ways that end up being universal. That is the usually unexploited gift of being human.Jeff Eptonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15032123875722494329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604786551569475561.post-25976471644235967492011-08-14T00:56:05.187-04:002011-08-14T00:56:05.187-04:00You make your own memories so universal, what an a...You make your own memories so universal, what an artPersonal Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06689836018931448803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604786551569475561.post-17463663285447740322011-08-10T22:39:55.948-04:002011-08-10T22:39:55.948-04:00Great read, Jeff (and Jetta). It brought up a viv...Great read, Jeff (and Jetta). It brought up a vivid memory of my own -- that of making a furtive dash-and-dive-and-dash-again through Woodland Cemetery after dusk, avoiding another Andy Panda in a prowling security car. ;-)Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08724120531329691389noreply@blogger.com