Happiness comes in a tiny envelope
Today in my mailbox here, I received a tiny, crisp, white WF envelope. Handwritten. The old fashioned kind of note that we get all too infrequently these days. It was from Ed Wilson. And once again I am reminded how very, very lucky I am to work for MSD and to have the chance to work with him.
I sheepishly confess that every time I get a note from Ed - always handwritten, always generous and kind and encouraging - I save it. One of the greatest joys of my job is that I get to work with him from time to time. We had some joint projects this past year - mostly for the financial aid initiative that he and Mr. Palmer are championing. And so now I have another little note to remind me of this very special gentleman and scholar. It has made today a good day.
There was a lot of activity on the Quad yesterday. Lots of teens playing frisbee and running barefoot on the Quad grass. I think they were the students from the international program - seems to me that when I walked to my car yesterday, I heard people speaking English with distinctly non-American accents. I hope that some of them find their way here permanently as students.
It is a beautiful day in the forest of Wake, as Skip Prosser would have said. Speaking of, there has been a bit of momentum toward rolling the Quad at midnight on July 26th, in honor of our Skip, who used to say to students after games “See you on the Quad at midnight!” when they’d all roll the Quad. I think it would be a wonderful tribute to a man that we still very much mourn and miss.