
Afterwards, Marcelle invited me to a Syracuse game with her tickets (and admitted she's never been to a Syracuse game). Dumbfounded, I jumped up and down for the tickets and was thrilled to be her companion for a night under the Dome. The team is young, but they are exciting - they have some new skills that might make for an interesting season.
Of course, I spent yesterday doing as I was doing, with little knowledge of what was going on in Paris. Now that I know, my intellectual curiosity has me asking many questions, especially in regard to what is next and how does this influence the way we do America with this knowledge.
I parked in Manley, took the bus to campus, and re-stepped all the paths I took for three years while attending classes and making sense of what I set out to do. I will always see Syracuse as the heart and soul of the intellectual work I do. They influenced me immensely and, returning to them, was a blessing. I hope I'm able to do it more in the future.
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