moved to eagan, minnesota − May, 1984

my dad was transferred to minneapolis at the end of my 5th grade year in chicago. he'd been wanting to return to minnesota, since that's where he grew up. while i could never ever regret the move — i love minneapolis — it was at a really bad time for me. i had a ton of really close friends in wheaton, and we moved over easter break. i had to leave them all with 6 weeks left in the year, and even worse, i had to start at a new school with only 6 weeks to go.

i got chicken pox and missed almost 2 weeks of that time. i was very glad.