Life After Abbey

Homecoming. It’s almost here and soon enough they’ll be able to take down the announcement on the billboard. Not the Got Monks one, but the electronic one near the South Fork.

I hope it’s fun. I hope that it’s enlightening. I hope that I can put my feelings of contempt, controversy and maybe, pettiness, aside and maybe see a few folks that I haven’t seen in nine years or so. I’m bringing my wife for the first time. Maybe we can have some fun for a few hours.

I remember as a freshman doing a fundraising call-a-thon and asking an alum about coming to that year’s homecoming. She responded that she quit drinking and couldn’t come anymore because of it. Then she hung up on me. Obviously, that memory is still with me today.

I’ve never really enjoyed a Saturday afternoon homecoming since my first in 1996. I’ve probably been to a few (more as a student and less as an alumni).  Let me clarify that. I’ve either covered the Abbey soccer games as a ‘reporter’ or just dropped by for an hour before going to work. I realize there are other stuff events that older alums go to, but I’m not really interested in all that. When I was attending college and as a alum years after that, I had to see the event as both a fundraising event or/a drinking party.

It might be a crucial event for me to see first hand. Not only will it give birth to more blog entries but it will shape my feelings about what the college was and what the college has become.

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