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Homecoming

This weekend is BYU homecoming, an event in which I don't usually participate.  But knowing that Brian Stokes Mitchell was going to be performing at last night's "Homecoming Spectacular" show, I decided it was worth the effort to brave the journey to Provo, accompanied by Angel and some of her family, to go see it.  If you've traveled from SLC to Provo and back lately, you know that it really is a brave journey.  But anywho...

That all got me to thinking about my time at the "Y".  My career there was pretty unremarkable.  I had no money, no car, no looks, not many friends, and nothing really to recommend me.  Other than 1 year I spent playing in the marching band, pretty much all I did was study, and hang out at the International Cinema.  

All these memories and feelings came flooding back to me as I was sitting there listening to Stokes, and the BYU Philharmonic, the Young Ambassadors, the Living Legends, and the Men's Chorus.  It had been a dream of mine to go to college, and to go to BYU.  And although it took me an extra couple of years to finally get there, and even though  I never had a minor, or an internship, or a semester abroad, that dream did come true.  And it was the beginning of some of my other dreams coming true, too.  So I'm feeling truly grateful for my time at BYU, and on this Homecoming Day, all I have to say is "Thanks", and "GO COUGS!!"

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