Tuesday, February 23, 2010
The State of the College
Had it not been for scholarships and the generosity of my grandparents, I could not have attended, or I might have but with many tens of thousands of dollars in student loans. Had it not been for my great-grandparents, I wouldn't have had a chapel to be married in. Had it not been for other alumni and friends of the college, I would not have had a dorm room to sleep in, a cafeteria to eat in and a stage to perform on. Had it not been for the one-on-one attention that I received in the classrooms from outstanding professors, I would not be the music educator that I am today.
I am blessed by my experience and association with Centenary College. But, my beloved college needs our, the alumni's, help. I have no doubt that it will survive. It has made it through the Civil War, two World Wars, the Great Depression and countless other historical catastrophes. But, we, the alumni are the ones who must pick up a torch and give back for what Centenary has given us, if we want it to be there for our children. (And, I certainly hope that one of my boys will be the eighth generation to do so.)
In cleaning out my grandmother's house this weekend, I found an article written by Jacques N. Steinau from the Shreveport Magazine, February 1974. It featured an interview with my great-grandfather, Paul Marvin Brown, Jr. Here is an excerpt:
"Recently, you and your wife were honored by the Kiwanis Club, expressing its appreciation of the club and that of the entire comunity for the leadership you have given in the religious, cultureal and business life of the State. What were your feelings when you received this plaque--so richly deserved?"
And what Paul Marvin Brown, Jr., said to me, will remain bright, fresh and undimmed, in that best and safest of regions, the human mind and heart.