It wasn’t my reunion year, but it was my first Homecoming since my 10th in 2001, and—even without the thorough shellacking we gave Western—a great celebration of my return to Canada after 12 years abroad.
It was a bit surreal to be sure! In the course of our random visits to keggers in the Ghetto on Friday night and Saturday morning, three houses didn’t invite my fellow alumnus (1990) and I inside, stating “we don’t know you” as an excuse.
And yet this reason proved a bit hollow. In the four or five houses where we were invited in, we met students from Carleton Engineering, Guelph, Trent, George Brown, Carleton Journalism and one or two high school students (“pre-frosh”).
Given the concern over the Aberdeen Street parties, I might suggest to our own Queen’s undergraduates that a warm welcome should be extended only to Queen’s classmates and alumni and not their friends from other universities.
Mike van de Water
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