As it happens, last night I was working in the yard when a gentleman walked up to the house. Right away I could tell he was running for office. He introduced himself, explained that he lived on a neighboring street, and he was running for office. †Seeing my Wabash t-shirt, he then asked if I was a Wabash graduate. I responded with my class year and that I worked at the College. †He asked if I made “that drive” every day (gas prices!).
He then said he graduated in 1988.
I could, with a good heave, hit his house with a rock. I’ve not seen Tom on campus or one of our Lafayette lunches…but I’ll try to get him involved.
Small Wabash world.
