Month: February 2018

Notable Birthdays: 1995

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February 28, 1995  Venue: 30 Griffing Circle, Asheville (and various) The BA Society formed during Short Term at the Women’s College I attended Freshman Year. Short term, for those ignorant of the rightfully antiquated 4-1-4 semester system, was a month long “mini-term” in which students were (in theory) encouraged to devote their time to one intensive course, research project or internship. In practice, short term allowed the roughly 75 % of campus rich enough to […]

Notable Birthdays: 1989

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February 28, 1989 Venue(s): The Asheville Mall, Chickadees & Rye, 109 Westwood Rd, Asheville Twelve was probably not the worst year of my life.  But I drifted into it on creeping dread, bolstered by two eloquent letters[1] I received from each of my parents the morning of my birthday. Each suggested, in subtle, spiraling, marvelous language that being twelve sucked for everyone, and I’d need to steel my resolve if I wanted to survive it […]

Notable Birthdays: 1986

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February 28, 1986  Venue: 109 Westwood, Asheville I wanted a slumber party. Slumber parties were peak popular girl, peak 80s movie, peak teenager, all things I aspired to be. For several years, winter weather froze out my birthday parties—a regular occurrence when you’re born in the temperate part of the northern hemisphere during the month most associated with Freak Blizzard. Mom did her best to alleviate the fog of gloom. All I ever really wanted […]

Notable Birthdays: 1981

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 February 28, 1981 (or thereabouts), 12-2pm Venue: 109 Westwood, Asheville, NC, As a child, I was into dresses. I was into dresses in the way that other children are into sports or bullying or video games or salting slugs in the rose garden or all of the above (you know who you are). My mother tells me she spent hours with my aunts and grandmothers changing infant me into dress after dress after dress just […]

Notable Birthdays: 1976

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©2018 Alison Fields and TinyCommotions.  February 28, 1976, 6:55pm EST Venue: Bristol Memorial Hospital, Bristol, TN. I was supposed to be a boy. They had the name picked out—Thomas Butler Fields. They had a Peter Rabbit-themed nursery. They had, what I suspect given my parents’ interests and affinities, a notion of some floppy haired young son that would age into a sensitive preppy with a fondness for golf, tennis and F. Scott Fitzgerald. I was […]