Category: Going Away To College

• on linda’s porch: some wondrous things are about to bloom

  [In Linda’s front yard, flowers abound in every corner. Photo is mine.] Your time is limited, don’t waste it living someone else’s life ~~Steve Jobs (Probably not spoken at the Greenport graduation, but I like the quote so here it is.) Saturday 21 June 2025– Mariam and I are visiting her colleague and friend, Linda…

  patrickjegan

  June 25, 2025

  Dreams and Goals, Family, Going Away To College, High School Graduation, Home

  #greenporthighschoolgraduation2025, #greenportlongisland, #honoringgraduates, flowers, garden, gardening, photography, short-stories

• look homeward, sailor

  [Photo is mine.] “O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.” ~~Thomas Wolfe. Look Homeward, Angel. I’m not a ghost, not yet anyway, but I’ve come back. Back to my hometown of Owego. I have things to do. Getting the new enhanced driver’s license is on the top of my to-do list.…

  patrickjegan

  April 23, 2025

  Childhood, death, Family, Going Away To College, Holding onto the Past, Home, In Search of Lost Time, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, owego ny, Present, Susquehanna River, Time, Travels

  #courthousesquareowegony, #hometownmemories, #owegonyfuneralhome, #returningtomyhometown, #sailorsandsoldierscivilwarmonumentowegony, #thewatchfulsailor, fantasy, fiction, owego ny, short-story, stories, writing

• To keep you from being homesick

  [The found photograph. By unknown photographer, probably my father.] The past is hidden somewhere outside the realm, beyond the reach of intellect in some material object (in the sensation which that material object will give us) which we do not suspect, and as for that object, it depends upon chance whether we come upon it…

  patrickjegan

  March 15, 2025

  Childhood, Family, Going Away To College, Holding onto the Past, Home, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, owego ny, parents, Real Personal History, The number 420

  #foundphotographs, #memoriesofowegonewyork, #mychildhoodhome, family, life, love, memories, owego ny, writing

• The Moonflower

  [The White Moon Flower. Ipomoea alba. Photo: Google Search] Nature is an Aeolian Harp, a musical instrument, whose tones are the re-echo of higher strings within us. ~~Novalis This is a true story. It happened to me during my last few years before leaving home to attend college in the South. All of it took…

  patrickjegan

  February 15, 2023

  brothers, Childhood, childhood girlfriend, Dreams, Family, Going Away To College, Holding onto the Past, Home, Love, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, Moon Flowers, Nature, non-fiction, Objects of Beauty, Real Personal History, The South

  autumn, Moon Flowers, owego ny