24 years ago today

July 31, 1985 was the day that I bought Being and Time out of a corn detasseling paycheck. I can’t forget the date because it happened to be the same day that my grandparents left Iowa City permanently for Kansas City; we were over there helping them vacuum the place, and I took a break to go buy Being and Time, not realizing that it would be a very fateful purchase.

But you know, it’s pretty alarming to have a very clear memory of a specific day that happened 24 years ago. Some of my blog readers probably weren’t even born yet.

I remember discovering a few years ago that one of my nicest students was born on my 18th birthday, a day I obviously remember very well.