Big Game '90 at Cal. I had a really cool new Stanford windbreaker. Stanford won in the last 20 seconds. Walking out of the game ... Cal students were throwing paintballs ... a bright yellow blob on the back of my new Stanford gear.
Wiped out on the tennis court after 15 minutes of playing a student athlete. I was humbled by an extraordinary athlete, Carolyn McVeigh.
Great memories as Tree No. 2. Also re-engaging with the Tree community after the 50th anniversary of the Band and the Tree union.
Throughout high school, sports were never a big deal since our team wasn't very well-known within the state. Coming to Stanford meant I was suddenly surrounded by unconditional Cardinal love and spirit. Attending my first game -- even though it was only a "viewing" on the field -- highlighted the iconic freshman experience that every incoming frosh ought to have: one of screaming excitement, Red Zone cheers, and Cardinal pride.
I remember the first time I came to the Activities Fair, for Admit Weekend. I was overwhelmed by all the clubs and sports and programs. Six months later I am no less overwhelmed. But that's good.
Much to my surprise, and his, in my junior year in high school our track coach discovered a new miler. I also ran the half-mile at times, and, by graduation, had the school record in both events. Enter Stanford, where I received a full tuition athletic scholarship (I think tuition was $660/year back then). Also in the Class of '53 was a kid from Tulare named Bob Mathias, so I had a very interesting close up view, on Saturday afternoons in springtime, of our two-time Olympic Decathlon champion (who was a wonderful guy). At Stanford, my events also included the two-mile run and the distance medley relay. My Block S sweaters occupy a cedar chest today, but I can still wear them and my current weight is within three pounds of when I was in running form, 'way back then. (Eat your heart out!) As an undergrad, I also joined the cast of the Big Game Gaieties for a year or two, and designed the cover for its printed program one year. As an alum, I designed the logo for the Stanford Parents Club, wrote the Stanford Centennial Poem, and have also been a Class Volunteer. Like so many of you, I've found that giving back to Stanford is a joy—fun and rewarding in so many ways.