Not only did my Ags not make total bafoons of themselves today as President Obama visited, apparently they embraced the opportunity to meet our leader. Yes, the news showed the protestors, but I was pleasantly suprised that they were few in numbers & most were long out of college. I was really hesitant to watch the coverage. Don't get me wrong, graduating with numerous honors at age 38 with Fightin' Texas Aggie Class of '02 is one of the greatest joys in my life! I had some professors whose mentorship goes beyond words of mortal man & they remain true friends. I treasured every moment! 'Nuff said!
This picture took my breath away. This is Reveille & the President. Rev is the mascot for the school, although not the same one as when I was there. She attends all classes with her handlers & I had several with the last beautiful girl. Tradition has it that if she barks in class, class is let out early. You have never seen a bunch of crazy humans working so hard to make a dog bark. Rarely worked, but when it did, the meanest professor known to mankind would always let us out.
Just a little bit of Aggie Lore before bedtime tonight. Gig 'Em, Ags!
