Really it’s Monday, I know, but this year I actually have something to say about Presidents’ Day. Apparently, the holiday used to be only about George Washington but is now meant in some states to celebrate multiple presidents. So I’m going with that definition.
I went to the University of Illinois at Champaign-Urbana for college. I love my university. I love being a Fighting Illini and I still bleed orange and blue. U of I was big and noisy and full of Midwestern behaviors that are odd to me now. Because Illinois is the “Land of Lincoln,” we had a lot of Lincoln-themed locations on campus.The one that stands out the most though is Lincoln Hall on the Main Quad. When you would walk in the front doors, there he was, his skinny, beardy face peering at you from in between a split staircase leading up to the main auditorium.
We took a lot of final exams in Lincoln Hall and would rub his nose for luck as we walked up the worn marble staircases into the auditorium.
Whether his nose was really good luck for us, I don’t know. I must admit I am a bit superstitious, so I probably would have rubbed his nose anyway.
So for Presidents’ Day, I’d like to say: thank you, Mr. Lincoln, for helping me get solid grades on my Women’s Studies 200 and Survey of American Literature Pre World War I finals sophomore year!
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