When I walk the campus, here in Gainesville, some of the boys look so young I can’t believe they are college students. But then, I was seventeen when I enrolled at UF. I was 6’1″ tall and weighed 150 pounds, no kidding.
Yesterday, I passed a boy who looked very much like the young man at left. He looked kind of lonely, but it’s hard to tell, when a boy has wires coming out of his ears.
Saturday, on my campus walk, I visited the university’s original dormitories, known as Murphree Area. These are beautiful, four-story, Gothic brick structures with courtyards, gargoyles and battlements. Everywhere, huge live oaks shade the grounds. I passed a little office with a carved stone plaque that read “Trunk Delivery”, and I tried to imagine all the young college boys arriving at UF for their freshmen year, who’d sent their footlockers up on the train. I am sure they felt apprehension as they moved into their dorm rooms, back in the 1920s and 1930s.
Who will I meet? Will I succeed in school? I miss Mom and Dad so much ….
These dorm buildings date to the early 1900s. Many boys who lived in them are deceased, now. Kind of sad, eh? I can still hear the long-gone boys’ laughter ring in the courtyards, when I pass through them.
It shall be a nice day, here in Gainesville. I won’t depart until tomorrow, as my boyfriend has the day off. We plan to visit a nice state park about a 45-minute drive from here, where we’ll rent a canoe and soak up a little nature. It’s a great way to spend an afternoon in North Florida, on a nice winter day. Outside, the temperature’s around 70 degrees and the sun is burning off the morning’s cloudiness. We’ll wear shorts and t-shirts, a perfect January day.
Wherever you are, I hope you’ll have a fine Monday, as well.