For your reading pleasure...

Cindi Textor's bare soul.

I had sort of an emotional afternoon today, when I attended a reception for Scheide scholars (the Sheide scholarship is one of the awards I got from Princeton). I got to meet a bunch of the people responsible for giving me the opportunity to come to Princeton. I spent a fair amount of time talking to one of the Scheides from the class of '36 because he grew up in Titusville, a town about 20 miles from Corry. Everything was going fine; we just made small talk for a while. Then, all of the sudden, of Princeton he asked, "Do you like it here?" I took a moment, trying to find the words to answer, but could only break down in tears. Poor guy...

But I guess that pretty much sums up how I feel. There are no words for how much I love it at Princeton. I savor every breath I take from when I get up in the morning to when I go to sleep...also in the morning.

I wish the same for all of you, wherever you are, and wherever you go.