Good lord. On 30 May 2002 somebody from the US Senate checked out this site. However, the fact that said person only looked once probably means that they stumbled across it randomly, so I am probably not the target of a Congressional investigation.

When the F did it get to be June? I graduated (sort of) about a week ago. Where did time go? I remember when a bright-eyed 18 year old was dropped off by his parents at Nathaniel Rochester Hall in September 1998, a little scared and a little excited. Of course, when I got back up to my room Kyle Prey was my roommate, but that’s another story. I’ve got to take four classes this summer to finish of my credit requirements, and then it’s out into the real world. I haven’t decided if I’m going to continue posting to Historical Context. I’m fairly concerned that, while in Allegany, nothing worth noting will happen. Nothing worth noting ever really happens in Allegany, NY. Tomorrow (or rather, later today) I’m going to pack up whatever I have left in 233 University Commons and drive it back to A-Town (that’s slang for Allegany, if you’re wondering). It’ll be good to spend some time in C-Monk (slang for Chipmonk). I didn’t live at home last summer, but Western NY sometimes has some pretty nice summer weather, and it’ll be nice to see it one last time.

I will miss the people I’ve met while here at RIT. I would list them, but I’d almost certainly leave someone off the list. But I won’t forget them. From 8125 NRH8 to 343 and 366 Racquet Club to 42 Weldon Street to Rustic Village to 233 University Commons … it’s been fun. – DP