39 years ago (late summer of 1969) I left the comforts of home and ventured west from suburban Philadelphia to the booming metropolis of Carlisle in pursuit of a dream - to be the first in my family to attain a college education. I had no idea what to expect. I had no older siblings or parents who had attended that could provide guidance. And on top of that I had probably never been away from home for much more than a week at a time.
Fortunately for me I had a mini-support network of 3 high school classmates that had followed the path to Dickinson as well. They, along with the infrequent collect calls made from the pay phone in the dorm (remember that was "BCP" - "before cell phones"), were my connections to home.
Well - fast forward to almost 2009. It's most definitely a sign of aging as I have come to reflect back on my life's experiences. And one of the most influential of those experiences was the 4 years spent in Carlisle. When I was a teen my Mom would marvel at my growth spurts as I quickly approached the 6'+ stature. But those physical "spurts" were most definitely exceeded by the intellectual, spiritual and emotional growth I experienced during my 4 years at Dickinson.
The intent of this blog is to share our collective appreciations for our experiences provided by Dickinson - to recount some of the significant and not so significant happenings and to observe the difference Dickinson has made in our lives.
I have no intention that this blog be "all about me" and my experiences. I ask you to share yours as well. I look at this blog as a "quasi ongoing Alumni Weekend" where we reminisce and intermingle among fellow alumni. I'm guessing if you're here you have an appreciation for your experience as well. Please stop back often and share your perspectives and memories and enjoy those of others.
Thanks.
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