When I was a student at Seattle Pacific, it was a college, SPC, but now it is a university, SPU. Although I still live near the same city where I went to college, I have had very little contact with my alma mater. I ignored the announcement of our 50th class reunion because I didn't really know anyone any more and didn't care to push myself to go.
Then I heard from my college roommate, Joyce, with whom I roomed my junior and senior year. She was coming and wanted to get together. I had rediscovered Joyce a few years ago through the internet and had reached out to her via email. We got together a short time later when she visited Seattle from her home near Phoenix.
Well, because she was coming, we arranged for me to pick her up at the airport on Thursday morning and we spent much of the day together. That was yesterday. We had a lovely time together catching up. And I consented to attending the morning activities of the reunion on Friday morning.
The program called for the members of the class of 1966 to be the honored guests at the traditional ivy cutting ceremony for this year's graduating class. Here we are, Joyce and I, along with fellow classmates.
The professorial procession is always so colorful.
The new graduates ringed the "loop" in the center of the old campus and held a continuous strand if ivy, while dignitaries came along and snipped off a piece for each one.
Joyce and I remembered our ivy cutting as not being nearly so grand as today's was.
Out of our class of about 360, there were only about 35 of us present. We posed on the steps of historic Peterson Hall for our photo. Tom was my camera man.
All in all it was a good experience and I'm glad I made myself go. These are occasions that should be honored.
Before lunch was served we slipped away. I had talked to anyone I could possibly remember, and Tom and I had a date up north in Everett. There was a garden art show to go to.
That will be another post.