Tents and chairs still dot the Quad this morning, our backs are aching from the strain of the past few days, and the projects that were held in abeyance have now reached a level of urgency.  Hundreds of conversations with happy alums are a blur for me this morning, but they meld into a common refrain:  we loved Samford because of faculty who taught and inspired us and friends who cared for us.  The campus is beautiful, yes.  The progress is great, yes.  But we remember the people who touched our lives, then and now.

The world is better because of the dedicated faculty and staff and caring friends who have preceded us at Samford.