There are a lot of things that could qualify as my favorite memory at Hope. Participating in the 119th and 120th Pull, joining the Promethean Fraternity, and being an Emmaus Scholar are all solid contenders. But my favorite by far was the time I spent with my Athletic Training classmates.
I spent hours upon hours with them, working games, studying, and goofing off. But one of my favorite memories with them was being able to work the sideline of Hope’s first home NCAA tournament football game this past fall. It was intense and the game didn’t go the way we wanted to, but there’s nobody that I would have wanted to work it with more.
I keep hoping that I’m going to come up with a perfect way to wrap this up, a perfect way to say goodbye; I don’t think there is a way to do that. And the thing about Hope though, is that I didn’t pick a college, I picked a people. And with people, you don’t need to say goodbye, just see you later. So, see you later Hope College and Fire Up Dutch.
