Recently, I went to a drop-in gathering at Durham College for former students and faculty of the program, in the room where we used to produce the campus newspaper. This gave me the opportunity to catch up with friends, some I had not seen in several years, and others I had only run into once or twice since I graduated the program.
Other than the parts of the conversation related to where we were working or what we were doing since we’d graduated, it felt like we were picking up where we left off, like no time had passed since we were in college together. Despite the new life experiences, the new jobs or career paths we had taken, and just the amount of time that had passed by, everyone seemed like the same person they were in college.
After spending a short amount of time, hanging out and chatting with our former professors and amongst ourselves, seven of my former classmates and I headed down to a restaurant near campus to continue our conversation. Among other things, we joked about the funny moments we had in the college, and about the bigger personalities or exuberance of some of our former classmates, and the conversation just flowed like no time had passed by.
I remember, since the second year of my time in the program, my graduating class was a close tight-knit group of people. We were there to support any of our classmates who were having a tough time, shared many laughs and, for the most part, enjoyed working with each other. As I’ve mentioned before in a previous column, the journalism program at Durham College not only taught me the skills I need to be the journalist I am today, but also gave me the opportunity to make so many friends I am still in contact with today.
It was fun to catch up with the friends I had not seen in a long time, and it is something I hope to do a lot more of in the near future.