Impact 2009 ramblings from the last day
For the past 18 years. I have dreaded this day. Much like a kid who has unwraped all of his Christmas presents as the morning he had looked forward to for months is now over. It is Saturday and all that is left of Impact 2009, is the long task of taking down the memories that had cemented themsleves in our minds for the past two weeks. I woke up early to take care of some plans for the Fall. I don't think I have ever been awake before ten in the morning on the last day before. I stumbled out of the room, made my long phone call and went about the business of gathering the many items like my sunglasses, Polcemans hat, and all the costumes and props that were spread across campus. Walking across the seemingly empty campus that had seemed so alive the proceeding day, is a bit of a depressing ritual. I was watching as bus load after bus load of campers rolled away.As I entered Allen Arena I watched and provided (very little) help to the take down crew. I assembled the signs, and props ...