The roommate is great. A lovely young man with excellent parents with whom we had lunch at the college mess hall - or whatever they call it at William & Mary. (Or "Mary & William" as one shirt declares.)After an easy move into "one of the oldest women's dorms on campus" - which now has a layer of testoterone between two women's floors - the new students went one way and the parents were directed towards another. We wish someone had told us that this is when we should say "good-bye." Thinking there would be time for parting photos and hugs at the end of the day, we paid a brief, awkward farewell-for-now in the middle of a crowd and headed home.
It's amazing to realize that Thomas Jefferson once slept on the third floor of the Wren Building as a freshman. Our SBC is just happy to have a top bunk, sharing a room with a young man whose murti sits on his desk while SBC's Wii sits in a revered place on his.
Yesterday was good.
Photo from inside Wren Chapel.
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I can picture you all there! May it be a wonderful year for him.
Welcome to the Tribe! I lived in that dorm, was married in the Chapel. It's a very unique school. He'll love it!
well, we used to call the cafeteria the "Gag"... But we were college students then.
I believe I lived in that dorm freshman year -- in the basement; although the dorm seriously burned my senior year.
-- I got to ring the wren bell my senior year!!! they had a few hours set aside when they let us.
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