Twenty five years ago today, August 19, 1979, I arrived in Champaign-Urbana. I was a scared, shy, sheltered and skinny 18-year-old who was about to enter the University of Illinois. My parents helped me move my belongings in to the dorm, helped me get them organized a bit, and then we bid a tearful farewell.
I had no inkling on that hot sunny
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