Les and I met at the CEU newsroom almost 11 years ago, and a lot has changed since then; CEU is no longer, there are no more tables or army men in the rafters, the newsroom is full of fancy furniture and computers, Les’s ball cap that he wouldn’t stop wearing backwards and Panda Baby aren’t on the wall anymore, all the photos of people flipping off the camera and the condoms hidden in plain sight are gone, and (most drastically) there is a box of microwave popcorn and popping instructions on the microwave rather than popcorn-related death threats.
But there is only one thing that can erase all traces of Les Bowen from this room, and that is a wrecking ball.
And since the last original building from 1937 CEU is due to be demolished soon, we couldn’t resist popping in at the end of our whirlwind trip. Les started at The Eagle in 1998, and the newspaper moved to this room in 1999. Even though I managed to finally drag him away from CEU in 2006, he’s never really let go of The Eagle.
We went with Susan to the college and after collecting a few mementos, Les went around and started pointing out all the traces of him he could find. Highlights of the conversation include, “That’s my handwriting!” “I made that!” “Oh good, that’s still up.” “Did you bring your hacksaw in?” “This is mine and I’m taking it!”
P.S. When I started this blog I set my self a goal of posting every week for a year. I met that goal, and kept it up for a month or 2 longer. But then I hit a rut. I started posting every other week, but then I took all of May and June off. I’ve decided to start posting again and I’m going to try to go back to once a week. When I was deciding this, there were several topics on my mind to come back with (gay marriage, when to cut yourself off from toxic people in your life, a gallery of all the photos I took on our trip with a travelogue) but I decided to keep it simple and just go with the fun stuff. But at some point I am going to take a whack at something more substantial.