Friday, April 1, 2011

Ayers Hall. The most iconic building at my university. The place I am getting my college education. That place 20 minutes down the road where I spend my days and most my evenings trying to figure out what it is that I want to do with my life. My university, the University of Tennessee. 

It gets a bad reputation for being too big, too urban by the local kids. I find it funny because UT is not an actual big school. Ohio St has 68000, South Florida 49000, etc. But anyway thats not the point. I have noticed lately just how nice the University is. We aren't Harvard...

no we don't have the historical significance or the brain power for that. We aren't Yale...

With its old school European look. 
We are however not a urban school with no green spaces and no nice looking buildings like some people like to claim. Take a look at this small sampling of my fair school...
Humanities plaza
Humanities Amphitheater 
The Hill sign and lawn
The Torchbearer and Circle Park
McClung Tower and Humanities 
Haslam Business Building
Melrose Hall

Yes my university has its own unique sense of style. Its not the greatest but it most definitely isn't ugly. Take a minute next time your on campus in the early fall or late spring, when the flowers are in bloom and the trees full. Take a look around and just notice it. 

To me however the most Beautiful scene on campus will always be...

2 comments:

  1. So I love your post about UT! And I agree with you wholeheartedly! I love our campus and our school! It's absolutely beautiful :) Great post Steven!

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  2. Thanks for this post Steven. I spent so many wonderful years at UTK, obtaining my BA and MS, while living at Melrose Hall from 1976-1981. This post has brought back many memories of a time that definitely defined who I am and what I would become. My fondest memories of my time at UTK are from during the Fall, when the quarter was just beginning, and I would sit at the Athletic Center, by the pool, and look across the river at the trees changing color, while I wrote letters to my folks back in Memphis.

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