Memories of Trinity
Stan Marcuss ’63
The Bicentennial resurrects fond memories of Trinity that continue to this day: the Long Walk, the Chapel, my fraternity, the Glee Club, nooks in which to hide away alone, rich and unhurried discussions on the Main Quad with Professors Cooper, Curran, and Dunn for whom no topic was too big or too small.
Trinity was all-enveloping. The spires and arches of the Chapel and the Long Walk were of arresting beauty and conveyed a sense of mystery and an infinite world beyond. The music of the carillon and the glow of the Chapel’s limestone against a starlit sky or a morning sun suggested a heavenly place on earth. I spent much of a Christmas vacation in Delta Phi, my fraternity, reading in front of a roaring fire when everyone else was gone. I spent a spring break within its paneled walls writing my senior thesis. Trinity was and is forever embracing.
My memories of Trinity no doubt suppress anxieties that I had on my journey through college. But those anxieties are irrelevant today because Trinity prepared me for a life of challenge in an atmosphere of refinement and caring.
I graduated 60 years ago. Each time I return, cherished memories come back to life.
