It was a dark and stormy night last night as we sat down to write our last staff editorial of 2013. Hillsdale College, it’s been real.
We’ve shared a lot. Back in our day, the fraternities all had parties because they were all in good standing. Without further ado, the class of ’13 highlights reel, in the order we think of them:
1) DJ $crilla. “I’m at da Hill, I’m at da Hill, we Hillsdale, we Hillsdale” just can’t speak to anyone else like it can to our class.
2) Googled Jared Veldheer recently? Two of the top headlines are “Veldheer has muscles on top of his muscles” and “Veldheer has become a shredded monstrosity of a man.”
3) “And that’s how I met my wife.” Last class to have Dr. Reist for freshman English.
4) The Snowpocalypse. Likely the only snow day Hillsdale will have this century, and we had two in quick succession. We’re getting out of here with two fewer days of class than everyone else. #winning.
5) A consistently super hot baseball team. You may not win, but you look good doing it. And that means you, Scott Lantis. Here’s to no roadkill on our porches.
6) Beating Grand Valley in football that one time.
7) Herman Cain and Hillsdale College — where presidential candidates come to die. Maybe Santorum was right to jilt us for Hope College.
8) Hillsdale Unfiltered. Said no one, ever.
9) The Beyoncé CCA. “Pornography” just ain’t what it used to be.
10) Just letting this time wash over us. It flew by, but it was done well. It’s been a blessing and an honor to know you all and to be in this place.
Keep trying to figure out “what is the good.” As far as we’re concerned, it’s good night, and good luck.
