year my son Ben is happily enrolled in his first year
as an undergraduate at the University of Chicago, which provides
me with the new and pleasant experience of being an alumni parent
for the first time. To the enormous surprise and delight of our
family, Ben not only happens to be in the same dorm that I was
in for my freshman year at the U of C, but in the very same room
I was in. As far as we know, this is entirely a coincidence, since
Ben did not even request that dorm.
the announcement of Ben’s room assignment arrived this August,
I let out a howl of laughter. To go there in person with him on
entering day in September was even more powerful. It was the first
time I had set foot in Woodward Court in about 30 years. And there
was my boy, standing on the same floor I stood on, hanging his
towel on the same towel bar, clothes in the same closet, posters
on the same cinder block walls, looking out the same window at
Robie House across the street.
must say, it gives new meaning to the phrase “déjà vu”! And it
certainly made it easier for me to let my little (6 foot) chickie
leave the nest, knowing that he is in the same place that I once
called mine. It is a kick! I thought U of C friends and fellow
alums would enjoy learning about this. I think it is a wonderful
thing the housing office did, and I recommend it to other families.
I don’t think it diminishes in any way my son’s chance to make
his college experience his own, it just gives it some contextual
history and an added dimension. Cheers to the housing office!