OK just like my high school senior year, my college senior year has to be broken up also, especially since it took me an extra semester to graduate.
I would be remissed if I didn’t mention how close Marcus and I got as the WU years passed. He looked out for me a lot then and I feel he still does from the grave. Great dude indeed.
My social life continued to blossom as I attended more parties and gatherings and simply branched out more in the WU and Rock Hill community. I had many friends but I was still lacking my people.
I no longer sat in “Little Africa” in the Cafe for meals. I sat on the far end of the Cafe. Marcus later joined me.
Things were thriving on just about every end as I was wrapping up my WU career. I had spend the previous summer at WU working at the school and I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.
Also, just when I didn’t think things could get any better for me, I FINALLY met my crew, my people! It was a combination of Marcus and my Residence Life involvement but I got to experience having a set group of friends. And this happened just as the new millennium had started,…