Comments on: 31-1 http://gentlewhisper.com/blog/2005/05/31/31-1/ Life is random, so is my blog. Tue, 06 Jan 2009 06:01:20 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 By: Amy http://gentlewhisper.com/blog/2005/05/31/31-1/comment-page-1/#comment-212 Amy Wed, 01 Jun 2005 14:39:25 +0000 http://gentlewhisper.com/blog/?p=425#comment-212 "The feel and smell of the radiators in the winter and the scorching heat of fall with wasps flying around your head!" Exactly the words I was looking for! The radiators. And the early Fall heat. I never knew a place could be so hot and humid until I sat in speech class at the end of building 32. “The feel and smell of the radiators in the winter and the scorching heat of fall with wasps flying around your head!”

Exactly the words I was looking for! The radiators. And the early Fall heat. I never knew a place could be so hot and humid until I sat in speech class at the end of building 32.

]]> By: Judi http://gentlewhisper.com/blog/2005/05/31/31-1/comment-page-1/#comment-211 Judi Wed, 01 Jun 2005 14:30:51 +0000 http://gentlewhisper.com/blog/?p=425#comment-211 **Moment of silence for the barracks** I can't believe they aren't keeping even one, just for posterity. I'm all for progress, but those barracks are the fabric of the education of thousands of pre-Y2K students. The worst thing ever was having a 3:00 class in the Bible dept. after having lunch at the Joust on Pasta Day, especially on a warm day.... A sure fire method for catching up on your Z's. And then there are the long hours spent working on the yearbook in building 28. Ah, the memories. I don't even know where I am when I stand on that campus anymore. Very sad. "Those were the days. . . ." **Moment of silence for the barracks**

I can’t believe they aren’t keeping even one, just for posterity. I’m all for progress, but those barracks are the fabric of the education of thousands of pre-Y2K students.

The worst thing ever was having a 3:00 class in the Bible dept. after having lunch at the Joust on Pasta Day, especially on a warm day…. A sure fire method for catching up on your Z’s.

And then there are the long hours spent working on the yearbook in building 28. Ah, the memories.

I don’t even know where I am when I stand on that campus anymore. Very sad.

“Those were the days. . . .”

]]> By: Hillery http://gentlewhisper.com/blog/2005/05/31/31-1/comment-page-1/#comment-209 Hillery Wed, 01 Jun 2005 14:09:02 +0000 http://gentlewhisper.com/blog/?p=425#comment-209 Okay, you know I'm a little off the wall when I start crying over your post. But it is so true. I feel very similar to how comforting the Bible and Missions department were. The feel and smell of the radiators in the winter and the scorching heat of fall with wasps flying around your head! Then of course, I was also in the old art department, with its decades of dust and smells and old furniture that was great to hang out on! Though I know the new buildings don't change the teaching, they do change the atmosphere, the history, the down in the trenches feel that came from the barracks! It is hard for me to go back now, everything is so different. It is not the Evangel I fell in love with just a few years ago. Okay, you know I’m a little off the wall when I start crying over your post. But it is so true. I feel very similar to how comforting the Bible and Missions department were. The feel and smell of the radiators in the winter and the scorching heat of fall with wasps flying around your head!

Then of course, I was also in the old art department, with its decades of dust and smells and old furniture that was great to hang out on! Though I know the new buildings don’t change the teaching, they do change the atmosphere, the history, the down in the trenches feel that came from the barracks! It is hard for me to go back now, everything is so different. It is not the Evangel I fell in love with just a few years ago.

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