Expanding Circle
The local paper came to interview me. “Young Man Repairs Benches and Lives.” The headline felt a bit embarrassing. But once the article ran, the phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Donations, small worries, people wanting to help. I deliver at night, work in the workshop during the day. Tiring, yet my sleep is deep. The clock still ran a little slow.
UT Austin students came to volunteer. Measuring, cutting, sanding, teaching. I realize I might prefer teaching. My worries about tuition won’t go away. But what I learn here is hard to get in a classroom. “Come back next semester,” Harold says. “You’ve got a spot and tools.”
