Lunch Date

The day I’d like to relive is the day I had lunch with my wife on the top floor of Hamilton Hall. I was in my third year of law school. We were newlyweds, having married at the end of my second year–during exams, in fact. She was working in the Dean’s Office (CC). At that time, there was an empty office on the top floor of the building–a closet perhaps–with a window that looked out on Kent Hall. We had lunch there together–sandwiches from Hamilton Deli, as I recall. It was very private and romantic.