It does seem sixty-one years since I walked down to receive my degree at the Olivet Congregational Church on June 2. I remember playing basketball for the college, working in the ‘galley’ at nearly every meal and then off to class. I fell in love with the campus when I first arrived, having never been to the campus before coming to the college. Dr. Speare had come to preach at my Congregational church in Mattawan, Michigan and told me the story of the college. I came to honor and value the faculty that set me on the road to a lifelong love of reading, thinking about my world and what part I might play in those years ahead of me. All of us of the era of the 1950s will remember the names of our outstanding and caring faculty and the leadership of the college, names like Boucher, Scott, Blakney, Copps, Gruen, Newcomer, the Hanson’s, Thomas, Schons, Kindell, Mitchell and McCollough among others. Each of them adding to my growth and the growth of all of us in intellect and spirit. At this point in time, I have served for 61 years as a clergyman in the United Church of Christ – a career for which Olivet helped me prepare. Someday, my ashes shall return to the sacred ground behind Dole Hall and I’ll be home again and where two of the women I have loved are also interred.