I went to my old stomping grounds today; Linn Benton Community College. My first clue that it was the wrong time to visit the college, should have been the cars parked out along the road in front of the campus. It’s the first week of the term and everybody is there. A word to the wise, don’t go to a college campus on the first week of the term if you don’t have to. I’ve been too long away from the college life; I should have remembered this.
New construction going onSurprisingly I do find a parking space. It’s in the nether regions of the parking lot. I didn’t have to park this far away when I went to school! Whenever I'm here something stirs in me. My time here had a big impact on my life. I should expect strong ties. My greatest inspirations were nurtured here. Some of my biggest challenges had to be met and overcome. Challenges from class and from life. It’s a strong tie.
I see stars!I came to visit the bookstore. It’s the closest place around that sells quality art supplies. Today is book return day. There you have it; I came to campus in the first week of the term, on book return day, at noon, to visit the bookstore. What was I thinking? There are a thousand backpacks piled at the front door. There are a thousand students milling around inside. Never mind, I don’t need supplies that badly today. It will wait.
When visiting the campus I like to stroll through the galleries. Kurt Norlin has his collection of panoramic photography on display. He taught a digital photography class that I took, long before I owned a digital camera. I enjoy seeing his work again. While in the gallery I find evidence of my time here as a design student. A print of one of my illustrations hangs in a conference room. I’m surprised and pleased that it still gets displayed. It’s a little whisper from my past.
This campus used to be so familiar to me. Now I feel like an outsider, but I still feel that spirit that inspires me to reach beyond what I think I can achieve. I learnt and grew so much here. It should always be familiar. There’s a dynamic to a college campus. I felt it a decade ago when I was a student, and I feel it now. I think it’s the presence of youth, fresh and preparing for their future. It’s vitality. Some will be culled. (I was the first time). But I returned later and I came with a love for learning that I never knew I had.
Motorcycle parking and a sweet kawasaki