Hey all! I want to warn you readers, prepare yourselves: you’re about to be hit by a slew of these blog posts in the next few days. In terms of the O’Kane clock tower and the ghost living therein, I did successfully manage to make it up there and back again, and I promise you all, the stories are true. You’ll have to wait for the next post to find out more about the ghost, though not for long, I promise. He very clearly stated that he wanted his story to coincide with Halloween, festive soul that he is, and I’m never one to disappoint. For now, something a little less ghoulish, although just as paranormal for me: a day visit by my mom, dad, and sister for the annual Parents’ Weekend festivities! [cues Psycho shower scene theme]
Family weekend is always a surreal period of time where the parents of Holy Cross students get to witness firsthand how the other half lives (the other half here meaning the student body). It’s my third time around doing it, but I still don’t think I’ll ever adjust to the family partaking in Kimball cuisine. Mom left well-assured that her little Andrew gets plenty of square meals every day, Kimball Administration may have had to rethink their buffet policy by the time Dad got up from the table, and Heather was just psyched there were different toppings for the frozen yogurt.
This time was also a bit strange because it served a double purpose: as a junior in high school, my sister Heather’s beginning the college application process now, and there’s one particular institution we in the family all hold near and dear to our hearts that we’d love her to take a look at *coughs*. Since I’ve begun tour guiding this semester and know all the best spots to show off the campus (as well as a fairly good knowledge of my target audience), I gave Heath a tour around all the usual haunts, from Dinand Library to the O’Kane classrooms to the athletic facilities up behind the Hart Center. It was thankfully a gorgeous afternoon, customarily cold and windy for a late October day on Mount St. James – just the way I like it.
From there we tramped on down to St. Joseph’s Chapel for Family Weekend Mass services led by Fr. Boroughs that were delivered to a PACKED audience. With an accompanying choir and instrumentation, the Holy Cross masses really never leave a single pomp un-circumstanced. Afterwards, to wrap it all up, dinner out at Uno’s in the nearby Blackstone Shops area, with the wait staff passing out pumpkins to every customer walking out after their meals (I just took mine and went, without any questions). It was a nice reprieve from the midterms of last week and the papers of this one – although, if I’m honest, academic work has taken a serious beating in terms of priorities by the Red Sox right now. They need to hurry up and win this baby if I’m to salvage any halfway decent GPA this semester. Expect to hear some more from me on the Bearded Boys of Boston within the next week or so. I’ve got my fingers and whiskers crossed….