Tonight I’m off to a new experience: hanging out in the rafters in the Boston Garden to cheer for my alma mater, the Purdue Boilermakers, who are in the Sweet Sixteen!
Even though it’s the late game, I’m excited to do my part. After all, when might these lucky stars align again, sending the Boilers right here to my (adopted) home town? Perhaps taking the midnight train will feel like walking across the quad from late night study sessions. I was only in West Lafayette two years, having spent the first two years at a regional campus. But still, I’ve been to Mackey Arena, hoped and watched the team through other NCAAs and now they’ll take the floor just down the road, a short commuter rail train ride away.
Campus memories return easily if I carve out time to look back. The tough methods class in biology (LOTS of lab time); living in the Windsor dorms and then in Meredith Hall working in a position people now call an RA (we were “counselors” back then); I was even able to be part of the Blizzard of ’78 which totally dates me. And all those walks to the early morning Physics lab: howling winds across the Engineering Quad to arrive by 7:30 am. Brrrr.
Fast forward to the chance to wear some black and gold and be Indiana for a while. We’ll put the day and week of crazy Boston weather behind us, and hope for a victory to speed the late arrival of spring.
“Hail Hail, to Old Purdue, all hail to our old gold and black, Hail, Hail to Old Purdue, our friendship may she never lack….Ever grateful, ever true thus we raise our song anew, of the days we’ve spent with you all Hail, our own Purdue” ba ba ba ba ba baaaaaaaaaaaa, ba ba ba ba ba!!
This is going to be one off my (Oaken) Bucket list that I never knew I had.