Room 225 had never been a photography classroom, but something about a 28-year-old “memorandum” on darkroom chemicals seemed to capture the essence of that long-lost learning space.
I don’t always know why I care so much about certain things. But what I find out, time and time again, is that being able to recover and produce memories when someone needs them most is invaluable.
Hint: It’s not about the journalism! If you’re a high school journalism teacher, you’ve probably faced a skeptic or two…
The following essay was originally published in the November 2011 edition of the online magazine of the Curry School of…