by David Hoffman A few minutes before the zero hour, people begin to stir in the large lecture hall. I look around nervously. I want to go to the protest at noon, but that would involve...
November 25, 2012
·
7:23 PM
The following list of posts is filtered
Clear Filter
Posts
by David Hoffman This is a story of a distant place, and memory, and time. 25 years ago tonight, I stood in a hall full of photographs come to life. I was a senior in college, serving as...
November 12, 2012
·
7:23 PM
When you've lived long enough, there are specific moments that stand out in memory as the true turning points. Had those brief instances played out in a different way, you would have lived a...
February 7, 2010
·
6:55 PM