I feel so grateful to be here. It just dawned on me that I may not have the opportunity to be on campus again for a long time. I cherish the moments walking through Harvard Yard between the library and my class here inside Emerson Hall.
Every Tuesday and Thursday evenings, I would walk out through those doors after class while the sun made its way down the horizon. I'd walk past Widener Library to my left as I headed back to Currier House from the Yard through Garden Street, my trusty umbrella functioning as a parasol over my head to protect my eyes from the bright light of the setting sun.