Around Campus

This trip was the first opportunity that we have had to visit Wheaton together.

The tower in the background is the oldest and most recognizable building on the campus. It houses several of the humanities departments.

We spent several nights (in separate rooms on different floors) in the dorm where I lived as a sophomore. We also had the dubious honor of being a "lobby couple" so that we could talk when the floors were closed. However, at least we are clearly older and married--unlike another very swoony couple that we witnessed during the course of our stay.
Jonathan got an abrupt introduction to Wheaton style hospitality as well. Due to flight delays, we arrived nearly eight hours later than we had anticipated. He had to walk into an unfamiliar floor and enter a stranger's room, find the futon and go to bed. Not something that one would ever do at the UW!

This tree represents one of my iconic Wheaton experiences. Two friends and I spent a number of hours singing hymns and rounds in this tree one year. Eventually we went back to our dorm and spent the rest of the night singing in the stairwell with perhaps fifty other girls who were attracted by the echoes in the six story cement sound chamber that was the Fischer West stairs. We still remind each other of the beauty of that night.

Ah, the biology building! How many late nights did I spend within your walls? The department is going to be moving to a new building in the next couple of years so a number of things were in transition but it was fun to show Jonathan the scenes of rat dissection and microbial culturing as well as the infamous "virgin collecting" (fruit flies, that is). We were also able to catch up with a couple of my former professors who were delighted to meet my husband.

This imposing edifice is the chapel. Another Wheaton experience that I was blessed to enjoy regularly is the thrice-weekly chapel. Hearing quality speakers or singing one's heart out in the worship of our Father God with the rest of the student body is something that I will never forget and missed more than anything else when I left. We heard the symphonic band in the one that we went to but hopefully we will be able to attend one when we return for Camille's graduation next year. At least Jonathan was able to hear a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday to Chappy K!