My college alma mater has a challenge most other colleges & universities don't face - a stunning scarcity of photos & stories of past years, past teachers, past accomplishments & achievements.
For decades, it was secondary in focus to it's companion high school. It even shared the same name. Now, it stands on its own, with an inspiring present & promising future unfolding before it.
But where are its roots, where are the stories of those who came before? Not the bound-in-leather stories, the official accounts, but the small ones, the personal ones, the ones that only a few or maybe just one person knows.
These stories are fleeting. So many have already slipped from us, teachers & coaches & staff who will only be a name on a list instead of a living, breathing character in a story or an appreciation that someone has taken the time to share, to write down, to discuss.
I had a dream for this year's Charter Day, but I allowed myself to get discouraged, distracted, disconnected from it. What can I do between now & early October to get the ball rolling on collecting stories about my college alma mater, helping give deeper roots to what's been, is & will be to countless people a sheltering tree of knowledge?
The opportunities are fleeting, each person, each memory & moment truly does count...
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