My apologies to T.S. Eliot, but then Eliot never had a window that looked out upon the Oval, nor did he ever visit campus in April. Or any other time that we know of.
Ohio State’s campus is beautiful in any season, thanks to the amazing work of our groundskeepers. But to me, April really is the coolest month. Heat and humidity seem far away, as does the chance of a Polar vortex.
Yes, there are those April showers (sometimes mixed with just a little snow), but we all know what those bring.
But, no matter. The great annual renewal has begun. Suddenly, life is all around us: birds nesting; trees budding; students laughing.
Our pulse quickens. We walk more—not just to get somewhere—but like our ancient ancestors, to revel in the return of the sun.
Promise is in the air. Commencement draws closer. The awards season is in full sway; as always, we have many to announce.
Ohio State forever holds delightful surprises.
I’d like to think that even Eliot could find no cruelty here.
Celebrate. It’s April once again.