This past weekend, I celebrated my 20 year college reunion as a member of the Class of '92 at Cornell University. I can remember as a kid that I couldn't wait to say, "Ya know, 20 years ago things were differentâ€¦," and now that I can say that, I find that childhood desire to be an enormous pile of burnt ass cheeks. I don't feel old by any means, but in many ways, my experience has been as rich and full as a man twice my age. With that, the weekend took me to places I had all but forgotten, and other places I truly wish I could forget forever: study halls and athletic frat hazing parties. But mostly I remember my time in college as a rewarding one. I found myself overwhelmed with thoughts about my years there, and my travels since graduation. This is Part One of Cornell Madness.
Welcome to week 49 of "On The Road," and trust me when I tell you, this is only scratching the surface on the things I saw this past weekend.