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In Retrospect |
During my freshman orientation at Wake Forest, the words
“let me know if there is anything I can ever do for you” rang out at
every turn. From orientation officials, professors, administrators,
and other students, everybody wanted to help. I had heard that
Wake Forest was that way, especially with professors who genuinely
wanted to help students navigate the difficult process of easing into
college life, but I thought it was mostly hype. Everyone says let me
know if I can help so often that it is almost like saying hello and
goodbye; it has almost lost its meaning. However, at Wake Forest, it
was different and I would soon come to understand that these were
sincere comments meant to be taken that way.
Near the conclusion of orientation, my parents had the pleasure
of meeting Dr. Ralph Scales, who was then the President of Wake
Forest. He was extremely gracious and seemed very happy to meet
my parents and spent more time with us than we thought a Presi-
dent of a major university would. At the end of our time together,
Dr. Scales also sincerely offered up the comment “let me know if
there is anything I can ever do for you.” Interestingly enough, I still
had not figured out that when people at Wake Forest used this com-
ment, they actually meant it, and this misunderstanding would be
part of an event that would lead to the most embarrassing moment
in my life.
During the rare weekend when I was able to find a day left to go
home to visit my family in Kingsport, Tennessee, I had a great time
but I left home to return to Wake Forest really late in the evening.
Naturally, my parents were worried about my driving such a dis-
in retrospect
“Let Me Know If There Is Anything
I Can Ever Do For You”
By Simpson “Skip” Brown (B.A., 1977)
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