Day one of school

Ahh... back to school. Day of long lines at the bookstore. Day of packed lecture rooms (they don't qualify as "halls" unless they house at least 100 people... and seminary classrooms don't). Day of friendly people. Day of "nice to meet you." Day of handshakes. Day of catching up with people. Day of things new. Day of the familiar.

Lots of new people around. In a school this size, if you don't recognize somebody, chances are they're either first year students or transfers. Gone are the days when my name is a number. Oh, Berkeley! I knew you by name. Why couldn't you learn mine? Instead I was an 8 digit number. At times I felt like a convict. And yes, I still remember my number. I don't think I'll ever forget.