Jenna & Matt, Leah & Michael, I'm praying for you as you evacuate Houston. I don't know if you've made it to where you're going yet or if you're stuck in the traffic, but you and other people in Houston are in my thoughts and prayers today.
Usually my early morning jogs are dark and quiet. But this morning as I jogged past the intramural fields I heard, "I HAVE SQUIG PRIDE ONE. I HAVE SQUIG PRIDE TWO..." Followed of course by a singular voice, "BE LOUDER! YOU'RE EXCITED TO BE HERE! LET ME HEAR YOU!" It made me think of all of my fellow Squigs (or "Squids" according to Alec), and our pledging memories. I remember Tamara on those early mornings trying to get everyone quiet and organized. And it made me feel weird becoming more and more removed from college. As I jogged by I thought I'll just stop and say hi to...who? Most of the girls I knew in club are gone, already graduated. I do know one pledge who is my friend's little sister, but it still seems like it should be my age friends out there. Anyway, it perked me up a little on my jog, and as I was getting farther away, I could still hear the fading chants, "I have Squig Pride forty-three." It does go on forever.
