P(resident)ial F(ace)book

Dear loyal Campus readers,

Three more weeks left in the semester. Five more weeks before I graduate. It seemed only yesterday that I was a nerdy kid with big hair and big dreams fascinated by college, marble buildings and all-campus emails. Actually, that was yesterday. But it’s still terrifying that the end of my college idyll is coming up so quickly. I’ve been assigned the Communist Manifesto and Richard III enough times to quote them verbatim at parties, which I’ve determined is the purpose of a liberal arts education. I’ve also learned that you must become a proficient Apples to Apples player in order to be a successful college student (I think there should be intramural Apples to Apples. I would totally be a champ. Get on that Bob Smith.). If “Your College Experience” was a red card, I would use the green cards Exhausting, Nerdy and Wild and Wooly to describe my four years at Middlebury.

In short, I’ve learned a lot in my four years. But, the season of lasts is upon us. Last unseasonable snowstorm (Please. Please.) Last last day of classes. Last Grille run. Last time I read the Communist Manifesto and Richard III. And this, dear reader, is my last Ron Liebowitz’s Facebook Feed. Sob. Hope you enjoy. One more column until I sign off for good. Unless I write an overseas briefing from the beyond...