If you're wondering, yes, I really did go to Bethany College and I am named Bethany. I'm a 3rd generation legacy because my mother and great-grandfather went to school there. My great-grandfather graduated in 1912 and I still have his pin from graduation. So special! I'm the oldest grandchild in the family and was named after the school. I always knew that I would go to school there!
The 4 hour drive to campus is a glimpse at early fall in the mountains. The weekend is timed perfectly. The first place I wanted to visit was the dormitory where I lived during my freshman and senior years. Phillips Hall is a gorgeous all-women dormitory and even has a resident ghost. The beautiful building is steps away from Old Main where the majority of classes are held. My commute to class was a 2 minute walk.
Bethany College is a small liberal arts school. When I was there, I had very small classes, especially in my major. In some instances, there were classes of 6 or 7 students. Almost all of my classes were held in this complex of buildings called Old Main.
As a special treat, we were treated to a tour of the Old Main tower. When I was in school, stories and urban legends circulated from time to time about some mischievous students who snuck into the bell tower. Luckily, our visit was completely sanctioned; the history teacher who led us up the tower encouraged me to sign my name on the walls of the watch keeper's room.
The view from the cat walk at the top of the tower was spectacular!
Another stop on our tour of the campus was my old sorority, Phi Mu. Although the building still looks the same and splashes of pink are everywhere, sadly the dynamic and personality of the house has shifted dramatically since I was there. I suppose that these things happen from decade to decade, but it's still a little disappointing.
In the afternoon we enjoyed a delicious lunch in the alumni tent while watching the football team celebrate a winning game. Then it was off to the President's house for a reception. Our night was complete with a visit to the college bar, aptly named Bubba's. It's difficult to see, but I'm wearing Lilly Pulitzer's Beckett dress in Tropez Blue.
The weekend was such a fun dose of friendship and nostalgia. Spending time with old friends is such a special treat. There's nothing like picking things up just where they were when you last saw people. My friend Mara and I have so much in common and her daughter and my daughters would surely get along fabulously. They like the same things and they participate in similar activities. What they say is true, the apple does not fall far from the tree!
Have you gone to a college or high school reunion lately? What was your experience like?