noel

It seems hardly fair for me to write about Noel. I hardly knew him. My experience with him was limited to a Sabbath afternoon hike to Pike's Peak 3 weeks ago, watching the NPUC Basketball tournament and cheering for Auburn because Lizzy said we should, along with occasional 3-minute chats in the library. We joked that we should be friends because our parents were friends. But now I'll never get the opportunity to develop that friendship.

I'm working right now at the Circulation Desk in the library and he studied here a lot. I just keep expecting to see him walk through the door and give him a quick wave...

Earlier this morning, I went to the broadcast of his memorial service. Hearing all of the stories (girls' basketball journal entries and "the eye is the groin of the face") were inspiring. They told of a great man, taken too soon from us. They make me ask why... but more importantly they make me excited to hang out with him someday (when I'll be lucky enough to get a turn...) in Heaven.

Noel, you are missed. You and your family are in the prayers of my entire family, the WWU Community and everyone who knew you. Thanks for being my friend for a week and a half.