Showing posts with label University of Oregon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label University of Oregon. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Oregon


About to take off for the first road trip of the summer, this one a very quick one to pick my son up from his freshman year at college at University of Oregon in Eugene, Oregon.  He hasn't been home for almost six months, and I can't wait to see him.  Eugene is about an eight hour drive from here and while I won't get as far north as Mt. Hood, a postcard from Oregon seemed an appropriate choice for the day.

I have a large stack of Mt. Hood postcards, as the Mystery Sender has sent me several of them. These cards are probably a clue to  his/her identity; however I can't for the life of me think of anyone I know who grew up in Oregon, but lives in Los Angeles. Perhaps the postmarks, usually City of Industry and/or Santa Clarita, both in Southern California, are throwing me off. 

The mystery continues.....

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Sending the Youngest Son Off to College
















Big day today. Leaving soon to drive my youngest son, Clinton, to the University of Oregon in Eugene, Oregon to begin his freshman year at college.

The postcard on the left shows the Lillis Business Complex. If I remember correctly, it is a completely green building. On the right is Hayward Field, one of, if the not the best, track stadiums in the country. Clinton's dorm is right across the street from this stadium (the one you can see from the overhead shot of the stadium).

Poignant, sad, exciting, proud, scared - all these emotions and more are ones I'm feeling. I imagine his feelings are similar, at least the excitement part. U of O is on the quarter system and begins so much later than almost all other colleges and universities - it's made for what's felt like a very l-o-n-g September, particularly for him. He can't wait to get there, and start his new life!

My friend, Carla, wrote about the experience of dropping her son off to college, and articulated the whole process much better than I could. Read "It Feels Like Fall Today -- It's Time".