
I remember checking into a hotel on the ridge west of Spokane with my parents and looking down over the city for my first glimpse of the spires of St. Aloysius (fondly called St. Al's) the parish church which is an enduring symbol of Gonzaga University. As a terrified seventeen year old about to embark on the great adventure of college, I was not sure I didn't want to crawl back into the car and go home.
High school seniors are pondering college entrance forms and scholarship applications at this time of year--waiting and hoping for the thick envelope full of additional forms to fill out instead of the thin one with the single "I am sorry...." sheet. Hopes, studies, struggles, friends, independence...what an adventure looms ahead for them!
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3 comments:
Such interesting college buildings! Impressive entrance steps in the first photo! And enjoyed your own story of going to college!
What a neat memory. As a younger person, I heard of Gonzaga but never thought of going there.
Thanks for sharing -- brought back memories. My dad graduated from Gonzaga many years ago (probably around 1938?). Whenever we went to Spokane (a big deal, we lived in Clarkston) he would take us to the campus. My brother and sister in law were also Gonzaga grads, but I haven't been there for many years. It is still a beautiful place.
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