I just cannot believe how fast they all grow. She looks so beautiful and I am so supper proud.
My friend Mary and I went to the Reunion. It usually is all weekend long and last year we stayed on campus. She drank a little to much and passed out on me. Not this year. We had so much going on this weekend, we only went up for the evening and had the Friday evening dinner. Some of our friends go up every year and we were able to meet up with them. We usually get a nice stash of goodies with the Cazenovia College logo on it. I have shirts with reunion labels on them for each year I have gone. Each year has been a theme, and this year was a hot air balloon. I am not sure what the theme was. Last year was a Vegas theme and the year before was Caribbean. One thing I know we do a lot of at these things is DRINK. I had my fair share last evening. Mary is my trooper reunion buddy, and Jeanine has gone a few times with me. We keep trying to get a bunch of us to go. Our 25 will be in two years so I am really going to push for a big one that year.
Dinner was and always is good. I enjoyed chicken a salad, some pasta and lots of deserts. Plus I tried a new beer with blueberry in it. Yummy. We spent several hours at the dining hall eating drinking and catching up. At 8:30 was the start of the Ghost Walk.
Mary and I and our new friends Diana and her husband were the only ones who went to the Ghost Walk, so we said our goodbyes to our old college friends.
First stop was Hubbard Hall, my home both my freshmen and sophomore year. I did recall some discussion in the dorm about a death and a fire, but I personally did not witness any ghosts during my stay there, and interestingly enough, I never did any séances or calling of the dead while I was residing there. I say interesting because it is and was totally in my personality to play such games. I guess I was just to busy doing other things. Anyway, as the story goes, there was a fire in the 1940's in Hubbard Hall and a young female student loss her life. Reports are that she is seen "Phyillis" (this is actually the women's name), in several areas of the building. Often she is seen walking in the area of her death with her lower legs missing presumably due to the fact that when the college rebuilt there was a change in the level of the floor and she is actually walking on the floor that was there during her life. We did not see Phyillis that evening. We headed our walk down the main street of Cazenovia discussing other such random sightings such as the hitch hiker of route 13, and the ghost that produces waterfalls on walls of this one particular house. The walk continued to Cazenovia lake where a child drown, we were informed of a romance gone bad, and the death of an Indian Chief who's sunken canoe will resurface every 50 years from the bottom of the lake. I just did a google search and there are a few different stories about the canoe. There is also to be said of a women who is seen walking the shore and a child who cannot be located who cries for help.
This is the tour at Cazenovia Lake. I tried to get a few pictures of the lake, but it mostly just looked like darkness. I did not hear a cry for Help, or witness a women on the shore or a Native American canoe raising from the deep. I mostly wanted to find a bathroom. All that beer was kicking my bladder.
I tried to get these pictures to lay side by side, because you really need to look at picture #1(above) then picture #2 to get the full affect. These pictures are in the upstairs dining hall. I had randomly taken a shot (pic 1) and stated if there is anyone in here right now (and it was just me at the time). Let me get a picture of you. I immediately took picture #2. Anyone see anything? I hadn't even removed the camera from my eye during the two shots. Some would say that it was simply dust, but I am going to conclude that I caught an actual ghost.
It was lots of fun. Can't wait till our next Cazenovia adventure which is usually in the fall at Homecoming weekend.