North Carolina State University - Agromeck Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

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Early in the morning, he would quitely ease from his girl ' s room in Bowen, maybe she was still asleepor maybe they came together gently and made love quietly, softly to one another before he left. But he would slip away, carrying a few books, slinging his Nikon over his shoulder, hurrying back to his dorm room to begin playing student once again. Passing over the bridge, once he caught the train in the early morning light, striking, touching inside, makinga day which might have been dull with classes and repetitious with bricks. Bricks. It seemed like there was nothing but bricks— but no, no, it really wasn ' t like that at all. Other things, there were other things besides bricks. Tiny spots, crystal teardrops of color amidst a campus all to much alike. These he would remember too. Maybe you caught them; they are there you know: poignant colors, piercing shadows, monotones and rainbows. Worlds in minature, fantasies to dwell upon, fantasies to live inside. Oh, we have our pathways, even our interesting buildings, but look beyond them. Look inside the tiny parts of his world, of your world. See it. Touch it. Let it touch you. It ' s more than brick, really; it ' s quite beautiful you know.