That’s desert with one “s.” There’s nothing decadent about the landscape we are moving through – no Mag trees to shade us, no grass to run barefoot in. Something deeply terrifying and also beautiful. Perhaps sublime is the word I’m looking for. By the time […]
“This park is going to be so pretty one day,” Jane Cage (’78) says with a steady gaze. We are strolling by a row of saplings in Mercy Park – the unofficial ground zero for the EF5 tornado that ravaged the small town of Joplin […]
The Streakin’ Deacon just left for Cincinnati yesterday and I must admit, I am having a bit of separation anxiety. I know she is in good hands – Chelsea and Kathleen are both great drivers – it’s just…weird. I’m still getting used to my stationary […]
After the fight song has been played, the Deacon has come by with a signature fist bump, and the students have filed into the library for a long week of studying before finals, we are reminded of what lays at the heart of this great place, […]
Beloved reader, You you may recall the circumstances of our previous correspondence. Our heroes and the Streakin’ Deacon, were literally suspended in adventure deep in the Florida Keys. With nothing but a few roadside tools, an electric drill, and a robust palm branch, our protagonists leveraged themselves out of […]
