A magic happens on a university campus and its surrounding community that cannot be replicated anywhere else. One can almost feel thoughts flying through the air. Geniuses walk quietly among the crowd, pondering scientific formulas, solutions to research problems and new phrasing for poems and novels. Eager minds rush to and from classes. Professors and instructors walk briskly, often with students in tow, trying to impart words of wisdom in between classes.
Politicians make their promises to young voters.
The great authors, scientists and philosophers of the day hold audiences rapt. While new thoughts abound, old thoughts are extolled or torn down. The college was just thirteen years old. The newness was still in the air, the period of growth and challenge apparent. The first president, Dr. Wanlass, was still at the helm.