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Letter to the Building Sup Can you recall primordial Three Dog Nights and other-hemisphere aboriginal resolution? Can you get past feeling embarrassed and instead act maturely, responsibly for once? Can you sit there all self-righteous, believing the melodrama will pass just in time? Can you admit there is a problem and not meet my fears with rigid mandates? Can you approve my old down sleeping bag duct-taped to the exterior wall? Can you understand things don’t work even though you insist they do? Can you feel fingers unable to double socks, my toes not wiggling? Can you see my icy cool breath crystallizing in frigid air above? Can you mourn a family’s dying, huddled together alone? Can you appreciate my concerns and a hundred more? Can you comfort me beyond promising it’ll be okay? Can you sanction solo supervised space heaters? Can you adhere to minimum energy policy? Can you provide protective heat? Can you make it work? Can you fix it? Can you? Can u? An u? Can? C? ? —Dr. Tom Armstrong OJC Vice President of Instruction |
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Funding For This Site Provided In Part By A Title V Grant
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