Over the years, I've come to connect "wanderer" with "flaneur" i.e. someone with a sketchbook drawing time going by in ways many don't notice, in getting on with their lives, but chronicling differences that really add up.
Some people had enough time on their hands to step back and observe, getting into the headspace of geological time, understanding "this will someday be seen as an industrial revolution, if it isn't already".
Wanderers come from many walks of life, however this particular group is heavy on the science and engineering side, given origins in ISEPP (isepp.org) which includes those with practical experience working with machinery, engines, boats, motor vehicles. We include artists and musicians.
Having a degree in something specific was never a requirement. We never had much in the way of requirements. Our only bookkeeping was the coffee fund, which Jon Bunce took care of. We haven't been brewing much coffee lately, now that (since the pandemic) we're down to four meetups a year.
What happened this time is people started gathering on the porch of the Linus Pauling House, on Hawthorne, only to realize no one was inside the building, so getting someone to answer the doorbell was not an option.
We had come to rely on Glenn to know the combination, as he was connected to the building on many levels. We lost Glenn in October of last year. He made it to the Fall Equinox gathering of 2022.
Don called Terry but his phone was turned off (direct to voicemail) so... we moved the event to my place, and taped a sign to the door redirecting anyone else who might come by.
