The Changing Campus

At our (mine and Gregg’s) 50th reunion (of the Great Class of 1970), I paid a farewell visit to 1937 Hall, where I lived for two happy years as a member of the late Wilson College. What jarred me was the presence of a row of towering trees along the front of the buildings, which had been a collection of skinny saplings just a few (50!) years earlier — and now those, too, are gone. The more things change, the more things change.