An Ode to the Glory Days
They don’t call it your best years for nothing.
Because between the day you move-in and the day you graduate,
A special kind of alchemy happens:
A once unknown town becomes your home:
That weird roommate becomes your best friend,
And strangest of all – you meet yourself.
But it takes time:
Four years of trial and error:
When you make your biggest strides
And your biggest mistakes,
Where you meet the people you’ll never forget
And a lot of people you will.
So whether you’re a freshman, or an alum:
Revisiting your alma mater,
Or just imagining what could be,
We make every visit feel like a homecoming.
For the good times that have passed and the good times to come,
We’re here for the Glory Days.