Today I made the walk from The Math Building to the path down the hill next to Steensland, and I realized that's the exact path Lena would have taken to get to her dance at the Chem Shack from Mohn Hall. Granted, the landscape has bee sculpted and shaved, and buildings have been built and destroyed, but she would have walked along the same road. Though she's fictional, it's strange to think of those Oles who have come before us, and how much they have shaped our school. Perhaps years from now people will think the same of us.
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