Monday, November 1, 2010
A few weeks ago I was in Eugene for a Ducks’ football game. We’d gone down the night before the game in order to be at ESPN’s Game Day show bright and early the next morning. Upon arriving in town we went to dinner at a restaurant just off campus and then, on our way back to the hotel, we walked through campus. The UofO campus is really beautiful with lots of trees and grass – even a cemetery! Spirits were high on campus that evening in anticipation of Saturday’s ESPN show and the big game against Stanford. As we walked through the dark, we suddenly heard a band playing the UofO fight song off in the distance. Not having anywhere we had to be, we decided to follow the sound, even though it took us off course from the hotel. We soon found a portion of the UofO band holding an impromptu pep rally in the courtyard of one of the dorms. We stood on the sidelines and clapped along. Then, when the band moved on, we followed them. It was great fun – the music, the clapping, the energy. As I looked around at the crowds of students, I realized that it has been thirty years since I was a student there! Thirty years?!? How did that happen? But, then I realized something else: While I loved my time at UofO thirty years ago, I realized that I have enjoyed being a UofO alumni member much more than I ever enjoyed being a UofO student. As a student I was focused on the jobs at hand: studying, graduating and getting a job. Did I miss out on something by not getting involved with sports, extracurricular activities and Duck pride? Perhaps, but I did do well in school, I did graduate and I did get a job and, for the last thirty years, (actually it’s only been the last fifteen years – it took me awhile to discover my inner-Duck), I’ve been able to revel in the joys of being a Duck. Quack! Quack!