Today's letter went to a zip code where much fun was had for over 4 years....I connected with old friends, made new ones, and got my first job at the YMCA. I was connected to people and to the community.
They saw me through some great times and through some some challenging and growing times for me.
Thanks to all who were around me in college....oh if the halls of Randall Hall could speak....or the walls at proctor house.....or either of the two fun off campus apartments...even if the landlord didn't believe us when the toilet overflowed and the plumber found a root growing through the pipes. Good times....and friendships that are still there.
Until next time . . .