It was 50 years ago this month that a punk 18-year-old kid from Rock Hill first set foot upon the Clemson campus with some fear and awe.
My Dad procured my one suitcase from the trunk and said, "Boy, you're here to study and get an education...and not to play around."
He shook my hand, I gave my Mother a quick kiss on the cheek and then heard an upperclassman yell, "Rat, come here!"
Thus began my 50-year love affair with our special place in the hills.
I loved my time at Clemson, for those four years afforded me the opportunity to expand my horizons, become acquainted with a whole lot of mighty fine folks and recognize and develop a few talents. The time gave me the chance away from parental control to think and act on my own, to make decisions, good and bad, that would influence the type of person I am today.
Most importantly, it taught me the importance of community...of being a positive contributor to community...of appreciating the freedom we enjoy of community.
Fast forward 50 years, and I recognize much of the same community right here on this website, for TigerNet is an extension of the same union of fellowship I enjoyed at Clemson. I appreciate the opportunity to participate; I appreciate the efforts of many of you to contribute. Most of all, the flames of passion for my Alma Mater burn as brightly today, as they did that long, long time ago.