The following is a slightly-edited repost of something I wrote and posted to my Tumblr on June 10, 2011. I’m reposting it because I’m currently en route to Windsor to visit former colleagues and students — in an effort to unstick myself.
Over the past week I’ve told many of my students and athletes at Dr. David Suzuki that I was leaving Windsor “forever,” but of course I don’t know if that’s the case. I suspect that it is, but if the nine months I’ve spent here have showed me anything, it’s that I don’t know anything about what’s going to happen.
Being an overly sentimental man, I have, over the past few weeks, been saying goodbye to this town. A while back, I wrote a Facebook note and tagged a bunch of people I wanted to see or spend time with before I left, and some of those people actually took me up on it. Others, like wonderful local singer/songwriter and dandy craftswoman Crissi Cochrane were felled by Windsor’s recent otherworldly heatwave (“I feel like a polar bear in the desert,” she said) and yet we fumbled our way through a bit of online hanging out.