Many days can be a blur. Especially in college, when you’re a busy student running around to classes, jobs and other activities. But there is one day that stands out in my mind, my (second) senior year of college.
I woke up early that Tuesday morning in 2001 to the sound of my roommates calling out to each other from our rooms both downstairs and upstairs. We lived in an off-campus house and had televisions on both floors.