Between the cancelled vacations, the separation from our families and just the whole state of the world these past few months, most of us can agree that summer 2020 has been a complete bust.
Of course, not all summers can be flip flops and sand. And, at least for most of us, this isn’t the first time the long days of summer really have seemed endless.
We asked faculty and staff to think back and reflect on the lost days of summers past. Here’s what they had to say.
Bucky Buchanan ’08
Assistant Director of Fitness, Campus Recreation Services
“I believe I was in first grade or maybe kindergarten (ugh, doing the math makes me feel old, but sometime between ’90 and ’92), I had appendicitis; cut my knee needing stitches and couldn’t bend my leg for, like, two weeks because of the suture placement; busted my chin at the pool needing a few stitches; and broke my big toe. My mom was a hardcore ‘I told you if you signed up, you’re going to do it’ kind of mom, so I’m pretty sure I didn’t miss any a swim practice or a karate lesson either – I just had to go watch the other kids enjoy their time.”
Professor, Department of Physics and Astronomy
Assistant Director of Graduate Admissions, Graduate School
“My most bizarre summer (I wouldn’t call it the worst) was in 1976, right before my senior year in high school. I drove from southern Ohio to South Carolina and back every Monday/Tuesday from mid-May to July 5 so that I could march in the Bicentennial Parade in Philadelphia with my former high school band. I had to take my brothers with me, and I really don’t want to tell you about the stupid things they did during those trips!”
Professor, Department of Theatre and Dance
“The summer before my junior year in college I was horseback riding on my birthday, and the horse got spooked and reared up and fell on me. I had a compound fracture of my upper arm, three surgeries, a pin in my arm, and didn’t get range of motion back for years. To top it off, I got bumped from student housing and when they got me back in for the fall, I had to room with a girl I didn’t know who made me sleep on the top bunk. I had to crawl up there every night with my one good arm. So that summer was almost as bad as this one.”
Assistant Professor, Department of Biology
“In winter/spring 2013, I was diagnosed with cancer – and, after surgery and two rounds of chemo, I worked my tail off to get out of bed and back into shape. Two months later, summer 2013, I tore my ACL and meniscus in the first game of an ultimate frisbee tournament in Chicago. But I came back the next summer stronger than ever!”
Employment Manager, Office of Human Resources