Today Silliman left. I am not sure of all that he has left behind, beside debts forgiven, stories yet untold and yet unexaggerated, a name to be smushed into one syllable, several books and chewed pens, heartfelt advice, and an always open ear. He will be missed by the Collegian, a couple departments, several faculty members, many students, one booth in the snack bar, and everyone and anyone that needs the finger or a roadtrip buddy.
Sleeping Stones
The Revolution will not be blogged.
Monday, February 16, 2004
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