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Who is St. Lawrence University? We are a group of people with countless adventures and even more stories. The St. Lawrence Blog gives our students, faculty and staff the chance to tell their tales, in their own words and in their own way. Sharing these anecdotes in one place gives our community the chance to show how creative, daring and passionate we are about what we do. Alone, these stories are powerful; together they define St. Lawrence.
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The fresh rays of a springtime sun were shining on the April day that I visited St. Lawrence University for an Admitted Students Open House during my senior year of high school. During this visit, I would go on to taste the full experience that a student here could expect.
Every day at five o’clock, a student bell ringer plays the bells of Gunnison Memorial Chapel. From all across campus you can hear bells chiming, playing everything from the alma mater, to a “Happy Birthday” request, to something that sounds suspiciously like the Flintstones theme song.
When St. Lawrence asks me to participate, my motto is to say yes as often as possible. I think very deeply about the commitment and the impact of what I can offer. I don’t know how to do anything half baked – it’s just not in my DNA.
One of the many great things about St. Lawrence University is how eager people are to offer you opportunities to explore something new, whether it is trying a new class, studying abroad, or, in my case, being part of a club that allows you to make moves.
It’s 2:03 a.m. The pager shrieks at me as if to say “SHOWTIME!” Within a matter of seconds, my blood is pumping and I’m out of bed. I toss on my work shirt that says, “St. Lawrence University EMS.” Pager? Check. Radio? Check.
I have less than days until my graduation, but who’s counting? There are many reasonable emotions a college senior will feel at this point of the year. Sadness over knowing you’ll have to leave the place you’ve called home for much of your last four years, and the friends you’ve made there.
During my tour of campus, on a dreary March day approximately four years ago, my tour guide brought me to the International Programs office and elaborated on the various study abroad programs offered through St. Lawrence.
On a humid August afternoon, just days before I was scheduled to move in for my freshman year at St. Lawrence, I noticed a small envelope from the University on my kitchen counter.
One thing I have come to understand about myself is that I thrive in environments where I am a “big fish in a small pond." St. Lawrence has been my pond for the past three years, and its small size has provided me with opportunities that could not be paralleled by a larger school.
To the St. Lawrence Class of 2021,
One of the common traditions here at St. Lawrence is being a part of a legacy. Many people will say, “Oh, my mom went here,” or “My grandfather went here,” or even “Yeah, my entire family went here.” With every woven family legacy throughout St. Lawrence’s history there must be a beginning.
During the process of applying to colleges, I thought I knew what I wanted. I was looking for a smaller school that offered a degree in economics or environmental studies.
At 7 p.m. on Election Night 2016, my plans for the day were going perfectly. Roughly ten vans of students had been driven to St.