Yesterday I had to attend an all day training session as part of my job administering the transportation at our Council on Aging. The day was divided into two parts, the morning session was to be certified as a Drug and Alcohol Program Manager and the afternoon was devoted to learning about Reasonable Suspicion Decision Making.
The whole thing, while necessary, was a little, ummmmmm, dry. Mostly it made me want to drink alcohol but I don’t think that was the intended outcome.
There was an upside to the whole thing, though.
The training was held at Wheaton College. My alma mater.
It was a gorgeous day and at lunch I grabbed a bagel and coffee and sat outside in the sunshine. I was flooded with so many memories of happy times I spent there.
It’s hard to believe it’s been almost 30 years since I graduated but I’m still as proud as ever to be a Wheatie.