My Wife the Co-Ed
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During our Thanksgiving trip back home, Shannon and I took our son to see our college. It’s a beautiful campus featuring majestic hardwoods, but most were completely bare that late in the season. We found this ornamental outside the dorm where she lived the first semester of her freshman year.

We met and got married while attending school there, and walked from our tiny one-bedroom apartment to campus together at least three days a week (for Anthropology, the only class we shared). I still have the duck shoes I wore while slogging across the lawn in heavy rain, 16 years ago. The umbrellas we used are long gone.

The boy fell asleep by the time we finished the 40-minute drive to the site, and remained that way the whole hour we toured and reminisced. Just as well. He probably would have been bored out of his five-year-old mind.