Spring had come and with it, the warm days that felt like an early summer. The campus was ablaze with color…beautiful pink and red azaleas, flowering dogwood and fragrant magnolias. Yellow daffodils lined the historical brick streets in the nearby town and all the brick walkways across campus.
Everything on campus seemed in high gear. My weekly routine continued to include 18 hours in class, working 15 hours and trying my best to find time to study. I continued in the BSU choir and kept one mission trip a week in my schedule – to the nursing home. Trying to find time to even do my laundry was a challenge, and Jimmy continued to make sure that I didn’t have any “down” time.
We frequently double-dated with his friend Raleigh and Raleigh’s girlfriend. Jimmy was on scholarship and certainly didn’t have much money. He was creative and found interesting places to go that didn’t cost that much…like the zoo, movies and plays on campus, fishing, flying kites. The photo below was taken at the college swim and picnic day at a large nearby lake in late Spring. It was very warm that day and felt more like summer.
One day after work as I walked into the dorm, the student desk clerk said, “you have flowers”. There were a couple of bouquets there – one that closely resembled a funeral arrangement and a beautiful bouquet of wild pink roses. About that time she giggled and said, “yours are the ones in the fruit jar”. Thank goodness I thought. They were beautiful…tiny little wild pink roses…dozens of them. I took them to my room and put them on my desk. I was sure they were from Jimmy and certainly meant to thank him as soon as I saw him.