I went back to the San Francisco Bay Area this week for press event and took some time out to visit my old school.
First I visited my old dorm, Branner Hall which looks pretty much like it did when I lived there 27 years ago. We used to put a kiddie pool on the 2nd floor balcony and have "hot tub" parties.
Then I went to see Lake Lagunita. Back in the fall of 1979 it was a picture of the lake in the Stanford admissions brochure (and my high school classmate friend Don Nagle) that convinced me to apply to a school 3,000 miles away from home in a part of the country I had never visited.
But today the lake is gone, a victim of too many years of drought.
But the old quad where I took so many classes
and Green library still remain as always.
It seems the further in time I travel from those years, the more I cherish them.
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