In the summer the steps of Hanna Hall made for a good lunch spot. I'd bring some work or the paper, eat my lunch, and watch Bowling Green go by. Most days the campus mail courier would go up the steps on her delivery rounds. We'd normally exchange greetings. One day I brought way too many grapes with me so I offered her some. Instead of eating a couple she scarfed them all down in about two seconds. Slyly asking some questions over the next few days I was able to piece together that she was a near-destitute student semi-estranged from her family who was skipping meals to save money for the fall semester. I had to get inventive with my excuses for why I always brought too much to eat for lunch, but I don't think she ever caught on that I more or less fed her for a couple of months.
Anyway, it was nice to see that the university finally repaired the steps, even if they did a crappy job in doing so.
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