A Harvard undergraduate assesses his unfinished works | Harvard Magazine
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Pre-Commencement, the Undergraduate assesses his unfinished works.
At home there’s a box with my name scrawled atop it. It lies in a cubby in the upstairs guest room and contains, among sundry other small mementos, a scarf, a horseshoe engraved with my name, and two books, which I both wrote and illustrated, back in the polymath days of fifth and sixth grade. I spent a week back home this semester, among a wistful gathering of relatives and family friends; we had come together to mourn, in ways both functional and personal, the passing of a matriarch. While there, I also went through many boxes, paring, weeding, and tossing away the bones of my childhood,…
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