I was walking across the Washington Avenue Bridge with the Mississippi River below me, the campus spread out before me, and the Weisman Art Museum (which is growing on me...I know, I know...I used to describe it as a piece of crumpled tin foil tossed up on the river bank but...it is a rather beautiful piece of crumpled tin foil) positively shimmering in the sunlight. It really doesn't get much more beautiful that that.
Walking around campus, it really struck me that it really hasn't changed much in the 26 years since I first came here as an undergrad transfer student back in 1983. Having said that I was shocked to see that they have torn down the "temporary" science classroom and are rebuilding on it's site. The temporary building was probably there back in Ken's time--it certainly wasn't new when I had Chemistry there back in '84 or so.
I was also thinking that I have spent 11 of my 46 years wandering around this campus. First as a student, then as staff working in the library, and now 5 years at the Carlson School.
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When I saw the title of your latest posting, I was afraid that you were posting a picture of my apartment.
The place has been a pivotal place for me as well - not always happy, but almost always life-changing. From visiting Treetie in college in the 80's, to living on the St. Paul campus and attending the Carlson School in the 90's, to sharing Mike's last days/weeks in 2001, and graduating both of my children from high school in the '05 and 07, I have had milestones on that campus for decades as well.
But I still don't really think I am a gopher. Why is that?
I was on campus once to pick up Tess after work at her library gig. Does that qualify me as a goofer?
You should walk to the summer farmer's market on Church Street! I'm sure Megan would love to go with you -- I would too if I were there!
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