As I flipped through the cable channels last night at the Jack Daniels Motor Inn I stopped on the movie Sixteen Candles for a minute. In the scene I watched, a very young Anthony Michael Hall and Molly Ringwald were sitting in an open-topped Jeep in a garage.
And suddenly I realized that the entire course of my life had been changed by a Jeep.
Back in the early 1980s, one of the recruiting tools used by Trent University was a 10 minute film that told the story of a student arriving at Trent for the first time. She arrived in her cool Jeep, and as she pulled into the parking lot a gaggle of fresh-faced coeds emerged to help her move in. She then proceeded to benefit greatly from small-group teaching, stunning architecture and the proximity to the Trent Canal.
I was hooked. And I think it was the Jeep that sold me.
And so I went to Trent. Dropped out. Stayed in Peterborough. Left. Came back. Met Catherine. And the rest is history.