Notice to the reader, this post mentions addiction, drug use, death and uses harsh language.
Just got home from a wake. It was in Somerville, Massachusetts for a former student named, Chip. Chip was a student of mine at Babson in the late 90’s and early 00’s. Chip was not like the rest of the Babson students. He just wasn’t. In a sea of overly competitive, cut-throat ‘entrepreneurs’, who oozed overly polished insincerity, Chip was a salt of the earth kind of kid. He also didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought of him.
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