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Confessions of an Americorps VISTA

Sometimes when I think about the fact that I’m living in Iowa, it feels like I’m having the most lucid dream I’ve ever had. Iowa was never on my radar growing up.

Kevin.jpgWhen I think about it, I bet you if I surveyed 50 people I grew up with in Biddeford, Maine, only 25 of them would be able to correctly identify where Iowa is in the United States. I don’t even want to know what those same 50 people would say if they had to read “Des Moines” aloud. They’d probably be about as confused as you’d be if I were to tell you I was going “up Down East Maine.”

The truth is, I never thought I’d be a full-time volunteer. I didn’t even know what AmeriCorps was, let alone VISTA, until my junior year at St. Michael’s College.

"I was a business major. The plan was to get my degree, get into an MBA program, and seek out a highpaying job in the corporate world. I’d check off the boxes until I got “there.”