Gems

As Alberto points out, the idyllic era we spent as companions in the world of ideas and rambling 2am conversations at the sticky dining tables is receding ever farther into the past. In order that it not fade into a pleasant blur in our collective memories, I propose that we record here TASP gems.

Obviously, there are many remembrance-based posts already, and perhaps some of you have moved beyond stage of frequent TASP reminiscence.

But then suddenly in the cafeteria, a forkful of reconstituted casserole half-way to your mouth, a grin may spread across your face as you recall something tiny and perfect from TASP. If you have such moments, you might wish to record them here.

Here is my TASP gem, recalled as I was talking to Anthony:
It was the first gray morning, and it was drizzling lightly. A lot of us were eating breakfast. Ray and Tamara, known to us then only as "the professors," walked up the path sharing an umbrella. We remarked on how cute that was.
I like to think that the umbrella was yellow, but I actually I believe it was black.