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Finally, a stroll
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March 18. 2020: I finally took a strol l around the neighborhood. I managed to squeeze in sometime before an on line work-related meeting. Looking out the window wasn't enough. In fact, it was torturing me. On a beautiful, sunny, near-perfect-weather day, with history in the making all around, I was jonesing to shoot. To not photograph felt like I was sitting inside Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Tell-Tale Heart'. I didn't kill anyone. Nor have I been contemplating it. But, to not go out and photograph has the same taunting and haunting effect as the heartbeat in Poe's 1843 tale. Photographed in Woodside & Jackson Heights, Queens
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COVID-19 Experience
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Out the Window, I've seen.
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My Intro to Creative Writing class wrote a collaborative poem, "Out the Window, I've Seen." It's an Urban Studies Course, and in normal times we compose pieces based on urban observations (field trips, etc.). Since we're staying at home, we wrote a poem about things that we've seen from our windows, each person contributing a line. The names of my students are on the attached document.
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COVID-19 Experience, Stay-at-home life, Social Distancing
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Student Photo Essay
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This is a student photo essay assignment given at the beginning of the Covid lock down. The photo essays came from Non-Verbal Communication course HUC 119. Students were required to document their lived experience during the early stages of the pandemic through a non-verbal artifact - photo.
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COVID-19 Experience, Photography
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Student Photo Essay
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This is a student photo essay assignment given at the beginning of the Covid lock down. The photo essays came from Non-Verbal Communication course HUC 119. Students were required to document their lived experience during the early stages of the pandemic through a non-verbal artifact - photo.
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COVID-19 Experience, Photography
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Student Photo Essay
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This is a student photo essay assignment given at the beginning of the Covid lock down. The photo essays came from Non-Verbal Communication course HUC 119. Students were required to document their lived experience during the early stages of the pandemic through a non-verbal artifact - photo.
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COVID-19 Experience, Photography
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Student Photo Essay
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This is a student photo essay assignment given at the beginning of the Covid lock down. The photo essays came from Non-Verbal Communication course HUC 119. Students were required to document their lived experience during the early stages of the pandemic through a non-verbal artifact - photo.
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COVID-19 Experience, Photography
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Colville D. Holt, P.E.
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I lost my Father, Colville D. Holt P.E., to this terrible virus. I can't believe he's gone. Re-opening will not be so sweet for me. Obituary:
Colville "Collie" Delano Holt came into this world, April 10, 1934. He was one of four children born to Caribbean immigrants Iris and Andrew Holt. Colville’s family consisted of a twin brother named Elvin, older sister Elinor, eldest brother Valmore and Cousin Norma. The family moved to New York City from Jamaica West Indies when Colville and Elvin were two years old. The family has lived in the Bronx, Washington Heights, Jamaica and East Elmhurst, New York.
After graduating from Jamaica High School, Colville joined the workforce, taking a job in the garment district. After a few months, he expressed his dislike for the job with his brother Elvin, who convinced him to enroll in community college. Following his studies, Colville became a draftsman and that was the beginning of a fulfilling career in construction.
While working for the New York City Housing Authority, Colville decided to go to school at night and study Civil Engineering at Pratt Institute. He later got his Masters in Urban Planning at Long Island University. During the course of his studies, Colville also obtained his Professional Engineering license to practice in both New York and New Jersey. Colville had a very successful 33 1/2 year career at NYCHA. He retired in 1989 in the title of Engineering Audit Officer. Colville later co-founded a construction consulting firm, with his twin brother Elvin (Holt Associates).
Colville was married in 1957, and three children were born of that union Marilyn, Elizabeth, and David. Colville was a faithful member of The First Baptist Cathedral of Westbury, New York. He loved God, his church family, innumerable friends, and helping others. Despite his failing sight and hearing, he was never discouraged and inspired us all.
Colville was preceded in death by siblings Norma, Valmore and twin brother Elvin, as well as his former wife Barbara. He leaves behind his children Marilyn, Elizabeth, her husband Anderson and David; grandchildren Amethyst, her husband Joseph, Codi, Isaiah and Dante. Colville is also survived by his beloved sister Elinor, a host of nieces and nephews and longtime sweetheart Marcella.
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COVID-19 Experience
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Student Photo Essay
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This is a student photo essay assignment given at the beginning of the Covid lock down. The photo essays came from Non-Verbal Communication course HUC 119. Students were required to document their lived experience during the early stages of the pandemic through a non-verbal artifact - photo.
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COVID-19 Experience, Photography
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Student Photo Essay
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This is a student photo essay assignment given at the beginning of the Covid lock down. The photo essays came from Non-Verbal Communication course HUC 119. Students were required to document their lived experience during the early stages of the pandemic through a non-verbal artifact - photo.
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COVID-19 Experience, Photography
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The Essentials
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As I was waiting for my Lyft to pick me up from the local Stop & Shop, I spotted a flock of pigeons across the market. They seemed to be pecking the ground as if they were being fed, a visual you don't often see these days as we are all instructed to limit our outings and follow through with the mandated quarantine. I saw this man with a bag of Wonderbread, breaking it into pieces and making sure each bird recieved a ration. I approached him, "You don't see this anymore," as I pointed to the birds and the bread on the ground. He smiled and then he replied, "The people who used to come and feed 'em aren't able to come anymore. But, we gottri take turns and help out these little guys." He informed me that he was on his break from working at the Stop & Shop. He and some other colleagues come out with food items to make sure that the birds and the squirrels who once depended on the generosity of others- have something in their stomachs by the end of each day. Photographed outside of Stop & Shop 34-51 48th St, Queens, NY 11106
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COVID-19 Experience
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The Essentials
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As I was waiting for my Lyft to pick me up from the local Stop & Shop, I spotted a flock of pigeons across the market. They seemed to be pecking the ground as if they were being fed, a visual you don't often see these days as we are all instructed to limit our outings and follow through with the mandated quarantine. I saw this man with a bag of Wonderbread, breaking it into pieces and making sure each bird recieved a ration. I approached him, "You don't see this anymore," as I pointed to the birds and the bread on the ground. He smiled and then he replied, "The people who used to come and feed 'em aren't able to come anymore. But, we gottri take turns and help out these little guys." He informed me that he was on his break from working at the Stop & Shop. He and some other colleagues come out with food items to make sure that the birds and the squirrels who once depended on the generosity of others- have something in their stomachs by the end of each day. Photographed outside of Stop & Shop 34-51 48th St, Queens, NY 11105
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