Last month, the Columbia Alumni Association got real cute for Valentine’s Day, soliciting alumni for sweet, beautiful, poignant photographs and stories of their own “Columbia LOVE,” and they’re still taking submissions. We didn’t realize how damn adorable and old school they were until we perused the whole thing. The full photo albums can be found here and here, but we’re feeling sentimental, so here are some favorite snippets.
Mom + Son: “You grew up in the campus. I remember the little boy running up and down the stone stairs next to the Alma Mater. You have been a fast runner since you could run. It still makes me nervous seeing those stone stairs and imaging a little boy running down with laughter. You loved to laugh when you were little. After I spent a whole day doing experiment in the laboratory, letting you running into my arms and kissing your big smiley cheeks on the lawns next to the college walk turned the campus a heaven to me.
You belong to Columbia. It was in your blood. It is home. You went right back to it eighteen years later. Now the Alma Mater around whom you used to spend your toddler years is the one of your own. You are studying in the same classrooms as I used to study. Seeing you walking around the campus side by side to the little running, laughing boy has made me fall in love with you and the school all over again.”
“One bit of advice given to Barnard women in the late 70’s was that if you find a nice straight guy at Columbia, jump on him fast and don’t let go.” “And Sharon is sexier now than she was as 17-year-old Barnard freshman!”
“They even realized that at one point they had gone to the same elementary school.”
He never found a “Columbia lass or Honeybear.”
“Long-Term Relationship Rule # 1: Someone who keeps you from being trampled under police horse hoofs during the 1968 police raid on the Columbia buildings being occupied by student strikers will likely be a great life partner.”
“You belong to Columbia. It was in your blood. It is home.” (Mom and Son)
“After that first class, we became inseparable.”
“Next up is Bali, Indonesia in May.”
“At the end of the mixer, Barbara and I parted with a kiss on College Walk.”
“Dental school may not sound like the most romantic place, yet that is where our love story began.”
“I don’t really believe in regrets, but I’ll admit there are times when I think: if only I had gotten it right on the roof of East Campus…”
“Thanks, Big Blue, for getting the ball rolling, as it were.”
“We’d like to take this time to wish our Alma Mater a great start of the Year of Horse (guess in the form of blizzard :-))”
“Fate (also known as the Columbia housing lottery) brought us together, and the pursuit of Gus Gus (Schapiro 3’s resident rodent) brought us closer.”
“Since, we’ve both graduated and moved away from NYC, but realized life’s just not as satisfying without Absolute Bagels.”
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