ND Magazine — Autumn 2005
My Love for the Place, by Rev. John I. Jenkins, CSC
Senior week -- those days between the last exam and graduation, when seniors have the run of campus -- is an odd time. It is a much anticipated interval of leisure and celebration, but it is shadowed by melancholy. One's undergraduate days are over, never to return.
One day during my senior week, in 1976, I passed up the day's organized activity and went for a final, solitary walk around campus. I ended up on a bench on the "God quad," outside LaFortune. It was a beautiful summer day, and the campus was quiet. As I rested, I asked myself: How had it happened that I had fallen so in love with Notre Dame?
