Anita Stampoulos Eckhard - November 1999

Back in 1967, I was met by Cory and Bob at Portland Airport, my "escorts" 
to the New Division. I was taken on a trip getting to know about the college
and the students, becoming so absorbed, I neglected to call home and left
my contact lenses in too long, scratching both of my corneas.

Kate passed me in the hallway and upon seeing how beet red my eyes were,
tried to help me. It was late and dark and we were both tired. I'll always
remember her for that. When I finally called home after midnight 
that yes, I had arrived safely) my mother was frantic because she 
hadn't heard from me all day and had no way to get in touch with me.

Now that I am a parent, I understand her desperation only too well.

While I was staying at the dormitory overnight, some money was stolen from my room.
Annette took up a collection from the students in an attempt to recoup what had been
taken. I considered it a good faith effort on her part, a genuine goodness towards
a prospective student.

So it was, my introduction to Nasson College.

Like everyone, I have many memories of Nasson and the people I met there;
too many to list here. I went back to the campus in 1992 before the renovations
and hardly recognized it. It is a good feeling to revisit through the Web Sites
and "keep in touch".

I'd like to use this space to say hello to all who remember me and for being part
of what has become in retrospect, a very special time and place in my life
and in my heart.