“All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.” – Havelock Ellis
A friend mentioned the other day that he would soon be moving his son to a dorm at Georgia Tech and for some reason, a flood gate of memories opened about the day Mr. Clark and I moved our son into his dorm room at Mercer University. Our son is 30 now and I haven’t thought of that sweat, tear and emotion-filled day in years, but it all came back so vividly… What a long, poignant day!
Our son and his unknown roommate were assigned to a third floor room in the oldest dorm on campus — a beautiful, architecturally-rich building with no air conditioning. It was hot as Hades the day we moved him in and the stairs to the third floor were narrow and steep. His new roommate and his parents were making the move at the same time and after a few trips it became obvious that both boys were outfitted with the exact same gear — right down to the big, round, nearly industrial-sized fan still bearing a Sam’s Club price tag.