Remembering

Last weekend was a damn good time, it was something that I really didn't know I needed.  Last weekend was a Remembrance Event at Cogswell College my Alma Mater.  I got to see people I haven't seen in years and talk about old times and more importantly feel those old times again.   It was just interesting being back there, I mean I go there all the time to play D&D and see some of the friends that still go there but to be back there with people I had classes with and graduated with or watched graduate before me and remembering all those old times made way more of an impact than I thought it would.  Walking around talking about things that happened was different then it was when I graduated, it felt more final yet it was a thrill to remember everything that happened within those walls for better or worse.

I was 22 when I arrived at Cogswell and 26 when I graduated from it.  In those 4 years I did not think that it would become the home it did nor did I expect to change as drastically as I have or meet the people I did and connect with them in such a way that I don't just call them friends I call them family. The family that I made there was forged in the fires of midterms, final projects, event/parties, battling the administration, as well as dealing with the curve balls that life loves to throw at us.  In all of that I look back at it fondly still smile at the times that were had, one of the best being a 3 week last semester party/study group for my brother that involved playing games, writing a 20 page paper in between playing games, modeling, sculpting and lots of alcohol.  Sorry not sorry that we broke the rules like that, Kraken rum is awesome though.  It's moments like that that I think I will remember for as long as I can and will keep talking about it for a long time.  I will also look back at that night as being a great moment to, capped off by having them let us write and draw all over the walls.  That was a great time and it was pretty damn cool to see how fast we covered the school I hope they let people do something like that at the new campus because to me that is how the school should look. Art everywhere no blank spaces left.



My home in a way is moving, the walls will be different, the classes will be in different areas and it wont be the same to me.  But that's not a bad thing because I will always have the memories that I made there and will look back at them from time to time and smile.  I am a bit sad that the school is moving but it has to and needs to and hopefully the new campus will provide new students a chance to forge their own memories that they will look back at with fondness.  My friend Fox(Andrew) put it the best when he was handed a sharpie:

To all the people that have come and gone,

to all the knowledge that has been passed on

These walls are a place we made a home

That will be reborn where ever we go.

I don't think I can say it any better then that thanks Fox.

-Nick a Dragon till the end.