Over the course of several years at UFV, I’ve had some successes that I’m very proud of. But no amount of higher-than-expected grades or assignments that came together effortlessly can compare to the triumph I felt recently.
Because I got the best parking spot on campus.
I had an early class and managed to arrive before the rush. When I pulled into lot 10, I saw no end to the good options, but this spot, oh, this spot called to me like a mythical siren (but without the drowning). It was right in front of the shuttle bus stop, as close as possible to the SUB doors and with only one spot to the left of it, so I could leave lots of room to get out of my car.
After a long day of classes, I walked back to my car, and just stopped, halfway across the basketball court, and stared in wonderment. What did I do to deserve such a gift? I took a photo of my car in that position of pristine placement. I’m thinking of having it framed, maybe. I need to pass it on to my grandchildren, for this shall always be my greatest moment.
Image: Simer Haer/The Cascade