Stories I can only tell now that I'm no longer living in Ann Arbor/enrolled.
I've always insisted - to no opposing argument - that the Law Quad is the most romantic place on campus. If I were to ever write a screenplay, it would be a coming of age teen dramedy where the quintessential plot zenith would take place in the Law Quad. The main character would be walking the girl he was madly in love with through an empty law quad at night. It would be one of those winter nights where fat snowflakes fall heavily on an already thick layer of fresh snow and despite the snow falling it would feel strangely warm. As they quietly walk together in front of the doors to the Law Library he would stop her and turn her to face him. With the yellow glow of the two lights from Hutchens Hall illuminating the snow around them, he would tell her how he felt about her and without her having to say anything they would kiss underneath the falling snow. The kiss would be unsure at first until the warmth of each others lips let them know that it was meant to be. Then the camera would slowly lift above them and zoom out until the entire Law Quad was visible, and then the entire campus and then the entire city. The movie would probably go straight to DVD.
Anyways. About a month after I graduated I was walking home from the bar through the Law Quad when I realized that for all the beauty I had admired for the past 4 years, I had never actually been in the Law Quad. So I decided that I needed to break in. I was able to jimmy a window and sneak into the Law Quad. I found myself slightly inebriated and wandering around room to room. I finally made it to the top floor and found that one of the rooms had a window that let out to a roof overlooking Tappan Street. I leaned back with my body resting on the roof line enjoying the warm summer air and recalling some of the good times I've had at Michigan. As I was sitting up on the roof, I watched the drunks stumble home and I was just about to get down when I saw a familiar gait walking up Tappan. It was my buddy Craig. I called down to him and he looked up in a state of disbelief upon seeing that his friend was perched on the edge a building. I went down and let him in and we stood up on the roof talking about how it would be the perfect place to take a girl.
Two nights later I was at the bar with some my mates and one of the girls at our table happened to be a former GSI of mine. We must of hit it off because I found myself on the roof of the law quad making out with my old GSI.
How many other people can say they have done that?
4 comments:
Thank you Peter. Your insightful and well thought out commentary is always appreciated.
You left out the part where you made out with Lenders. Don't worry, we don't judge you.
Campus legend indeed. Nice work.
Oh ya, GSI?
Name pls.
It wasn't Marshall Weir.
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