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Administration had decided to use the Cathedral as a receptacle for its records. Kurt was saddened by that news,
but at least the Cathedral would remain standing, as it had for so much of the history of this area. Its darkened
shadow was next to the other ominous looking structure in the old school campus, the Heinz Chapel.
The beautiful chapel seen this cool evening, gave Kurt chills, as he remembered meditative visits where he sat
amongst its magnificent stain glass windows. In some ways, the Chapel symbolized what had become of Kurt’s
state of mind. What had been, was no more.
Kurt turned away from the Cathedral and Heinz Chapel, and began walking briskly toward the Panther Hollow.
He passed in front of another relic of a long ago time, the shuttered Frick Museum. This area was where he had
matured and learned about the world. Now, as he was leaving, it sadly seemed just a collection of antiquated
The walk was depressing, especially since it was probably the last time he would be on this sidewalk he knew
so well. Shortly, he reached the weathered Panther Hollow Bridge, which now only had two walking lanes,
vehicular traffic having been banned for the last few years. He picked up his pace, letting his long legs stretch
free from their daily confinement in his office space.
He was born and raised in a secure old Scotch-Irish Pittsburgh family. Even as a child he had an avid curiosity
as to how things worked. Early on, it was puzzles. Later in school, it was geometry; then engineering; then
physics; and finally, any type operational system. Oddly with all his mathematical and logical interests, his first
love became history, concentrating especially on how political and social systems developed. This passionate
interest evolved into his professional work, now with the Historical Commission of Atlantica. The position gave
him the authority to do personal research, which was, ironically, what enabled him to recently do his family
The history of his native homeland became his passion. As a young man, he was an idealist and sympathetic to
the demands of the new influx of Latino immigrants that had begun early in the century. Slowly, then in a tidal
wave, the Latino culture began to dominate many parts of the United States, including this area. When the U.S.
was dismantled and Atlantica formed, the reality of the new culture gradually began to overwhelm him. By that
time, a great majority of U.S. citizens had either emigrated. The emigration decisions made by citizens during
this time were primarily based on their cultural, religious and ethnic similarities.
Kurt stayed on, but increasingly it became more difficult for him. He had to learn Spanish as a work
requirement because it was the language of government and business. Few people spoke English. Six months
ago, life became worse. The Administration tightened travel for Anglos, who worked in sensitive positions. For
reasons that he could not understand, his position was included in this classification. From that point, Kurt
experienced a confinement he hadn’t felt before and realized he could no longer remain.
Kurt looked ahead. The bridge was empty, except for a light fog coming up from the valley below.
Kurt began to work for the new government after the break up of the U.S. in 2040. He had graduated from his
Masters Program and written his thesis on what he called, “Two American Revolutions”. It compared the time
of the 1770’s to the 2030’s and the forces that created both the beginning and end of the United States. The
work was extremely well received by academia in Atlantica.
He was approached by Atlantica to work in their new Historical Review Commission. The work was
recognized in Paris by the UN who was actively attempting to coordinate the collection of historical records of
the U.S. Actually he found out afterwards that it was the pressure from the UN Historical Commission and Dr.
William Alexander that almost forced Atlantica to offer him the position. At first he refused to consider the new
country’s work offer, thinking he may go to Europe like most of his friends had done. Some associates with
whom he had become close while at the University of Pittsburgh and who were advocates of the new country,
urged him to sign on with Atlantica. It was the “Wave of The Future,” as one of them had said to him. This plus
his idealism and the practicality of working in historical research about his homeland convinced him to accept