Dear Class of 2021, I think it is more than safe to say this is not the senior year we expected. For three years, we threw ourselves into Spirit Weeks, Sing for Your Suppers, banner planning, food drives, Homecomings, rallies, tailgates, Trivia Nights, Battle Laxes, and so, so much more, assuming all of our “lasts”…

Three-hundred and forty-six days. It had been three-hundred and forty-six days since I last parked my car on campus, dragged my bag out of the passenger seat, and marched my way down Maple through the double doors. Granted, there’s a portion of you who have yet to set foot on campus, so I’m counting my…