It’s easy to get swept up in remembering the beginnings and ends of things. The nostalgia of Trips and the seemingly grand significance of right now — what may feel like an end to some and a beginning to others but is probably something of both. But, in between that first step on the Green to the last step off that stage, what will you remember once you are no longer at this College on the Hill?
While Commencement means the beginning of something new, like the life you’ve lived up until this point was in preparation for something more real, never forget the roots you put down at 2 a.m. in the stacks, on the Green for the first real day of spring, in Thompson with a tennis ball you hid in places you might never want to talk about again, and with the people who you knew and who shaped you here.
Getting to know you through the mediums of interviews gone too long, games won and lost, late night wisdom that sometimes comes with a deserved backhand and drives from here to nowhere has been one of the best parts of being a student at Dartmouth.
Congratulations, Class of 2015!
