Nostalgia

I realized today that I am nostalgic for time periods I wasn't even born in. As I explore the Erskine campus, I most enjoy its older features. The 150+ year old poetry books in the library, dedicated to literary societies that have gone on at Erskine for over a century, the old entrance to memorial with the piano from who knows when and the plaque dedicated to Mrs. Mattie Boyce, an affiliate of the Due West Women's college in the late 1800's to early 1900's. The towers of the Erskine building rising above the campus, and the halls of the Philomathenians and Euphineans standing tall for generations. Euphie Hall even had a potrait and a letter from General Robert E Lee. I spend a lot of time imagining different historical periods, with the aid of books and accounts, and I can't get enough. I could easily spend hours in the McCain library just enjoying the smell of years past, and reminiscing about a time before I was even thought of. I suppose you could say I live vicariously though the lives of those who walked this campus before me, and left their mark in the form of books and journals and tales passed down through generations. Sometimes I get lost in these stories, and forget that it's 2011. I think 1911 is much more interesting.