Summer In Ames

A voice inside said, come, come back to the place where my college years started. Burnt out I came back from college in Cedar Falls for the summer to a familiar place, and I was reborn. Six others and I stayed in the fraternity working summer jobs. The quiet bars near campus and familiar places echoed memories of the bustle of fall and spring semesters. But now I sought a sense of peace, and two geese swam on Lake Laverne near the Memorial Union. The sun reflected on sidewalks that crisscrossed the university campus journeys taken of myself and others to discover who we were. In the midst of classes and changing measures, and I found my place, although I knew my life would take me somewhere beyond. But for now the voice that said transfer two years earlier called me back.