Here are a few pictures that have inexplicable sentimental meaning for my semester. The end of the spring semester is always sentimental. There’s so much to reflect on: new roles, pride from accomplished projects, intramural heroics, and the cat that wanders around my building. It’s difficult to realize that a great group of my friends will be leaving this campus by graduating - but it’s comforting to know that they aren’t leaving forever, and more importantly, that it does not mean they’re leaving my life. I’ve had seniors to say goodbye to twice already. This has taught me that seeing them walk down Old West means see you later, not see you never. Cheers to a wonderful semester and a great three years with a stellar class of Dickinsonians.
Alex ‘14 Club Lax #41