Column: The promise of Springfest
Durham North Carolina. Four years ago, if not for Kevin Costner (pre-career nosedive), I couldn't tell you a thing about the place. Duke was Christian Laettner in '92, and usually a solid two rounds in the NCAA Tourney. It was like Marquette and Gonzaga of today--the name gave you no clue as to where the place was. And I don't think I was alone. I promise you a majority of the United States thinks minor league baseball rather than biomedical engineering when asked about this town. Then the college search came, and who would have known but the school was also the "Harvard of the South." So I came down to visit, and I was sold. Great weather, a beautiful green campus and no reason to step foot outside our walls. I still remember one of the statistics at my information session. Something like 1.3 acre per student. The thought of my own acre was too much to pass up. Between that and the Hideaway, four years in North Carolina suddenly seemed like a good time.