Counting the Days

Counting the Days

This week, I will be on a plane en route to Kraków, Poland. At this time, I am feeling: sad, happy, excited, anxious, worrisome, ill-prepared, crazy, lonesome, adventurous—so, basically the whole gamut. When I was making this decision, I felt as though it was the best decision of my life. The ability to travel has always been a strong interest of mine. I am so grateful for the support of my peers, my family, my coworkers, and friends.

When I originally came to Westminster, now three years ago, I made a decision to go to my last-choice college; however, I would not take it back to say the least. The other day, I was speaking with some of my friends, who also claimed that Westminster was their last choice and that they have looked into transferring as well. Now, however, we have stayed with the institution and wouldn’t renege our acceptance to say the least. So, what kept us here? Why didn’t we transfer?

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Aunt Betty

Aunt Betty

As Father’s Day’s happenings were going on the other day, the Earth lost a wonderful individual, that of my aunt, Betty McCune. Born of the roaring twenties, this young woman had nothing holding her back. With her mother dying when she was only 12, she had to help raise her younger brother with her sisters. She eventually married my uncle in 1941, right before he was sent off to the war. Betty was a telephone operator who was always ready to connect you to your desired line! She always kept you smiling that smile will be missed. I love you Aunt Betty. Continue reading