The blood in my veins runs purple. The Love of My Life and I are Husky Fans. In fact, I love my alma mater so much that I returned to work here as a grown-up. Because UW is awesome.
However, I have a confession to make. I should be reclining on a leather couch in a therapist’s office right now. Major disclosure in 5-4-3-2-1… WSU is a kicking good time! I recognize that my UW colleagues are busy excelling in academics, finding cures for pandemic diseases, and receiving Nobel prizes. All the while, the Cougars are chuggin’ hammers, reppin’ slutty tops, and roofying minors. Party!
Two of my bestest friends attended WSU while I was at UW. The girls and I frequently made the five hour odyssey to see the boys in Pullman and partake in the raucous. Within their comfortably grimy home, we turned up the Trick Daddy, experimented with basement moonshine, and fed on ghost toast (bread, toaster, butter, sugar, tummy-ache).
Most college coeds yearn to spend their vacations in foam parties on sun drenched beaches. Nope, Dund, Wacky, KTO, Bidda, and I packed up the Lysol and road-tripped to Pullman. A pet snake living in the heating vent. A wrench instead of shower knobs. A transient named Captain Ron sharing the couch. That same couch burning in the front yard, Buddy’s unsuccessful attempt to start a classic WSU riot. We uncontrollably giggled through it all; we were never fearful. We had each other (and a secret spy window in Botham’s room). We were at ease knowing that our rowdy group of coeds was above all else, Best Friends.
|Not taken in the Alpha House, Rainy Park or the Turquoise Palace, but still Best Friends!|
College days inevitably come to an end. Of course most Cougars prolong the end for 6 or 7 years before they actually graduate. Nonetheless, the end of the era is inevitable.
Tara Lee is now passing through the era of college graduation and transition. Brett and I are so proud of Tara’s accomplishments. She left for WSU with little experience outside of Cle Elum. She walked across the graduation stage this month having excelled in school, studied abroad, and earned her own group of Best Friends. Brett and I decided early on that we would make the pilgrimage back to Pullman to honor her grand accomplishments.
The celebration compounded when we learned that Brett’s brother Jeff would also be walking in the graduation ceremony in Pullman. Jeff truly earned his degree in Business. He put in the long hours, late nights, balanced his full time job, and maintained his new marriage to his amazing wife, Sarah. Jeff’s determination and superior intelligence prevailed. In the face of numerous commitments, Jeff was recognized as Magna Cum Laude. Jeff is a genius!
After hours and hours on the one-lane highway, the Golden Dragon arrived in Pullman. Mom, Gram, and Brett patiently listened as I recalled my favorite Pullman memories. Along the way we created a new set of memories: watching two of our Best Friends walk across the very same stage on the very same day.
As we drove away watching Pullman fade in the rearview mirror, I reflected on what that city has meant to me. Sure, WSU has a lousy football team, it is surrounded by hay, and its greatest contribution to society is beer sales. But, to me Pullman means Best Friends.
Congratulations to our Best Friends, Jeff & Tara Lee. GO HUSKIES!