I decided to pull together some photos from back in the day when I went to college at Phillips University in Enid, OK. Lots of great friends who I’m still in touch with and a few I’ve not heard from in quite a while. And it has me thinking.
I chose to go to college on a campus that was smaller than where I went to high school. Although I had friends from Denver and Kansas City, we were not the norm. It was the first time I had met people who went to high schools where there were only a dozen or so people in the entire graduating class. When I cranked up the tunes during move-in, I found out rap hadn’t reached some areas of the U.S. It was also the first time I was in a “small town” or had been to a Wal-Mart (strategy changed to include cities later). I passed farm fields, oil wells and tractors on the way to a softball game or a friend’s apartment. Life was definitely different.
At the time, I spent summers working for the company that owned Cotton Farming, Rice Farming and Custom Applicator. We all assumed I would build my resume and move on. I wanted to write, take photos and travel…. I had big ideas. I just never knew that I could do all that (and I still do) and get to be on farms too.
Now here I am years later, having lived in metro New York and tiny rural towns, and I get the chance to visit the plains. I’m looking forward to going to a small town to talk about things that can be gained by participating in social media (post on #140conf Small Town). And I’m pumped that some college friends have said that may come to the event. Have you ever lived in a small town?
Wow, looking through these photos made me write far more than I should have…. and I’ve stayed up stayed than I should too. Til later!
You may enjoy Wordless or Wordful Wednesday efforts on other blogs too.