At first I was insulted to hear this term referring to the Ph.D. degree. Then I decided to reframe and own the phrase as reflecting my life at 52 years -- full of experiences, rich in relationships, and now achieving a dream. Ah, yes. Sometimes my own depth startles me. But at the end of my first semester, the true meaning is unromantically clear: "Piled High and Deep" refers to the astronomical stack of books and articles I will have to plow through in order to finish. Oy!
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Omigosh, you're not kidding. I'm emailing her right away. And now that my grades are in I'll be adding some silly stuff to mine. This is fun!
I hope you'll put in some writing about the music you love, and your days as an editor, bookstore operater, and collector, and funny family memories. My kids would love to see a reprise of ". . . and then I was in outer space."
. . . or ten with possibility of parole!
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