• 24Feb

    I’m tired tonight!  I watched 13 kids this afternoon all under the age of 6.  I really didn’t do a whole lot more than just keep track of where they were and make supper (another interesting run in with the oven), but just having that much energy and noise running around tends to wear me out.  It was the same way in college . .

    Speaking of college, I received an alumni update from PCC today (my alma mater).  In it was the little blurp letting the alumni know that Dan had died.  That was actually one of the first things I went looking for.  It’s sort of strange just how much I want people to know that Dan is gone, but at the same time . . . 

    I remember how often I just kind of skimmed that section of the update.  I mean, I don’t know anyone young enough to die.  I also remember sitting down with Dan and going over the list of new arrivals, weddings, etc.  We would read off names and say “that one sounds familiar, do you know them?”  We’d compare notes and if we were really stumped we’d pull out a yearbook and look for a face.  I couldn’t do that this time.  And they had an article in there about how the IT department (where Dan worked) had put together a program for registration.  The kids can now register in minutes on the computers rather than spending most of the day waiting in lines.  It was an article that screamed to me, “show Dan!  SHOW DAN!!”  I can hear how the conversation would go.  It would be a long one, probably last all night as we discussed the pro’s and con’s of the new program, the programmer, the run in’s Dan had with that program when he worked there, etc.  Nothing too specific because he wasn’t allowed to talk about some of the stuff.

    I was so proud of him.  He was a valuable employee.  He worked hard despite his frequent late arrivals.  He often worked extra without bothering to put it on the clock.  He was good at what he did.  He knew enough that he was even called on to help the teachers (even though he was just a student), and was occasionally mistaken for a teacher. (some of that might have been his old age  =).

    They also had a blurp in there about the new sports center thing . . . we spent lots of time in the Sports Center together.  I officially learned how to ice skate in FL, thanks to Dan.  A group of us used to get together every Thursday night and go ice skating.  Since Dan spent about the first 13 years of his life in Alberta, Canada with a Dad who coached ice hockey he was quite good on the ice and I picked up quite a bit from him.  “Do you ever get the feeling that you are being followed?” was one of his favorite lines on the ice. 

    We wanted to go back for a Bible Conference . . have been planning it for years . . just never quite made it.  I could still go, but right now the concept of college without Dan is so foreign . . .   I almost feel like I’ve lost that part of me.  Please! someone remind me that you were there and saw it, saw us, saw that part of my life!  I can see his face in almost every building on campus.  Sometimes I was pregnant, sometimes we barely knew each other (although that one is harder to remember), sometimes he was dating someone else, sometimes he was working, sometimes he was supposedly doing homework in the VAX lab, sometimes he was waiting with flowers for a Fine Arts Date, sometimes he was chattering away in the VC, sometimes we were waiting in line (oh, that picture . . Sunday night box suppers, waiting outside with crowds of people, surrounded by friends, just talking, . . he was adorable that night), sometimes I was waiting for him after class        

    Oh God!  I just can’t see a life without Dan.  What are you doing?! We were going to get old together and share these memories forever!

7 Comments to College

  • My PCC update hasn’t arrived yet, but it will be one I will be keeping for sure.
    Now, why couldn’t they have had come up with that computer registration thing when we were in college????? I hated those long hours of standing in long. Then again once once you actually got to the rooms where you picked up the cards, it moved rather fast. It was the sitting and waiting ( and waiting and waiting and waiting….. ) that took forever! Then again, there are lots of great memories of going with friends ( or by myself and running into people there ).

  • Yes, the college memories…ice skating…waiting in lines…sitting on the wall at the VC waiting for all our friends to arrive for lunch or dinner 🙂 Being with you at being heartbroken that Dan was dating someone else. Rejoicing with you when Dan started dating you!! Watching you write in your journal and wondering I wonder what she’s writing tonight. Sitting around talking with friends. SPIDERS!!!! I don’t remember if you were there or not, but Dan had a huge plastic spider in his hand. He showed it to me and I screamed and almost hit him. It took awhile for my heart to stop pounding. It seems you you and Dan were a major part of my college experience.

  • I saw it. I remember being so excited when you and Dan started dating. I told him it was about time and it sure took him a while to open his eyes. He looked so happy. You guys looked great together and were a great couple. I could hear Dan’s voice when you said that line about “do you ever get the feeling someone is following you,” and then his laugh as he skated around you and looked back to make sure you were laughing too. I did not skate with him very often, but I do remember times out there with all of us. Jeff and I did our “pair skating” until the chaps came and told us to stop because not everyone knew we were related. It was fun though. Then there was bowling and wally ball, and board games. Dan was always laughing and smiling, and yet could be quite serious if there was a problem you had that needed to be solved. Then there was “boo”. You are checking your mail, walking to class, standing in line somewhere or standing around, sitting in the commons or cafeteria and here comes Dan sneaking up behind and “BOO!” then the laugh and you know what just happened. Lambert, I remember Lambert. I had a few of my own I carried around, though with less of a history than Lambert. The playful gentlemen. That was Dan.

  • You asked, “Oh, God. . . what are you doing?” If I have your email address, I’ll send you an answer in “The Blacksmith.” If I don’t find your email address, I’ll come back here and sned it, but it is rather long.

  • Ah, yes, Liisa dating Dan. 🙂 Liisa, I remember when Dan gave you that “temporary” engagement ring. You were so disgustingly 🙂 in love with him. There went phone time for the rest of us :). Remember how we would curl up on our beds under pillows cradling the phone to talk to our “guys” so no one could hear us, hoping no one else’s line would beep or it would turn 10pm? 🙂

  • Jenny got it spot on. The playful gentleman. That was totally Dan. 😀

    My memories of him are more from before you two started dating. He and I were friends during that first year, and we had so many theological talks and silly laughs.

    But I also remember THE BOO. The frequent BOO. Haha! Oh, Dan.

    And, Liisa! The Sunday night crowd waiting for boxed dinners! That was the first time Jeremy told me he loved me…Valentine’s night on the VC terrace under a beautiful, huge, golden moon that looked like it was sitting on the tree branch of that huge oak tree by the campanile. *Sigh*

  • I would have enjoyed talking with Dan about Registration as well. I don’t know that I think of him often at work even though I work in the same place and with the same people as he did. I do however think of you both every time I drive down that section of Palafox where you lived or drive through Pace by the turnoff to your first house.