(Above: Students rest outside of Alden Library in the presence of a David Hostetler statue.)
I am a student at Ohio University, but that’s about to change rather soon. These days I feel like a baby bird teetering on the precipice, staring into a huge and looming void. This time next month I will be in the last week of the last quarter of the last year of my time at Ohio’s first (and finest) university. The idea of leaving my home of the past four years is thrilling yet daunting, a feeling surely shared by most seniors. I’m torn between the comfortable nest I’ve made and the hopeful horizon stretched out before it. As I walk about campus for the last times and transition from student to alumna, I am filled with that warm sappy goo otherwise known as nostalgia.
In this blog and over the next few weeks, I hope to learn more about the place that I learned so much from. I’ll explore its colorful history—from great feats to complete farce—and show how things have changed or stayed the same. As you read this on the screen, a worldwide web of information at your fingertips, picture me digging through dusty archives and swapping OU stories with alumni, students and local historians. As I post my findings I invite you to share your Ohio University knowledge, be it a historical fact, a local legend or a personal memory.
Let’s take a walk down a collective memory lane and consider Ohio University, then and now.
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