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tomorrow I leave on a journey. a journey that ends at Michigan Technological University, and it's surrounding area.
This trip is the fulfillment of a promise made ten years ago.
A decade ago, as I inched ever closer to the rest of my life after graduation, my friend dave's and I buried a time-capsule of sorts. a tupperware container filled with all kinds of stuff... but limited to stuff we had pretty much on hand, as it was a spur of the moment idea. But I know there's a letter in there to myself as a 32 year old, from my 22 year old self. I still remember heading out into a field with a camping shovel we borrowed, near the end of november in the upper peninsula, hunched over a small hole in the frozen ground. I sketched a crude map, recording all the details i believed would be pertinent to someone trying to find a small box ten years after it had been buried. We'll see how I did this weekend.
as the years have gone by, I began to doubt whether I'd actually be digging this thing up. I wondered if dave's and I would still be in communication, i wondered if both of us would live this long, I wondered if we'd be able to fit it into our schedules. I'm glad we're going. I hope it is a fully positive experience. Thinking of taking my video camera along, as this is a pretty monumental occurance.... at least as far as my life goes.
wish us luck.
2 Comments:
what happened??? did you find it?
Tuesday, October 30, 2007 6:22:00 PM
no, we didn't find it.
and as I think back on it now, the adventure would really be well-served being told in a more elaborate fashion. it was a monumental undertaking. one that most people don't consider making the effort to execute, either in the planting of the time capsule, or the experience of going back a decade later to try to find it.
one of the reasons i like to believe in God is the idea that after i die I'll be given access to the great mysteries of mankind. i want to know what it was like as human beings came into existence over millions of years, who really shot JFK, and where that damn tupperware container is. I would literally consider heavily killing a man just to see that letter to myself, and read the newspaper clippings i know are in there.
but alas, we never found it, Lidija. but i am proud of myself for going and looking. and digging. and digging. and digging. "dave's" and i (it's a nickname, i should have made that more clear in the original post) could probably been arrested or at least given a ticket for something based on how much earth we moved that day...
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