Take On Life

Hi everyone,

It’s been more than 25 years since my first college moving-in day in upstate New York. It’s a day I’ll never forget.

On Tuesday morning, I headed to upstate New York once again for moving-in day, only this time, it was to help my oldest son, Michael, get settled in for his freshman year.

After a stress-free ride up the Taconic Parkway, things couldn’t have gone more smoothly.

The cargo carrier didn’t come flying off the roof of the car. (Whew!)

We found a choice spot to park near my son’s dorm. Seconds later — at least, it seemed like seconds — the brothers of Lambda Chi Alpha came out in droves to help us carry boxes to the third floor.

Next, we met Michael’s delightful RA, Paris. She reminded him about the mandatory 4 p.m. floor meeting, but just in case he forgot, she had taped a paper ribbon to the door with all the critical details.

All in all, moving-in day was a great experience for our family.

The whole thing just felt right — from the moment Michael picked up his ID card and chatted up some kids he had met at orientation, to the big barbecue the school set up outside the freshman dorms for all the new kids.

My youngest son, Taylor, is seven years away from his first moving-in day. I guess that gives me enough time to pick up an extra bungee cord for the cargo carrier.

What are your favorite moving-in day memories? Leave me a comment!