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Miami 2020
Some 40 years ago, as freshman, we walked onto the Richmond campus. We were full
of excitement, wonder, and a bit scared of our new adventure. Within days however
we found our pack. A group where we found comfort. Why did we choose each other?
Maybe it was the music, maybe it was a certain “let’s make this fun” attitude. I think it
probably was the weed.
As we enter a new, and potentially just as scary, phase of life we migrated back to the
pack. Back to the few people who understand us, and we understand them. Back to
those who are beyond judging each other. Back to our friends.
