Last wills and testaments

This archived article was written by: Mae Goss

James P. Cannon once said, “Every good newspaper is muckraking to some degree. It’s our job. Where there’s muck, we ought to rake it.” I feel I’ve done my share.
This is my last article for The Eagle and I feel a sort of relief but, at the same time, a horror. I’m relieved because now I just might get my sleeping patterns back on track, and for those of you who know me, this is a big deal. There sure will be a lot less stress in my life and the safety of those around me won’t be as threatened.
Again, at the same time, I have this ridiculous horror looming over me. Horror that I didn’t learn all I need to know; horror that I haven’t done everything I could to make my experience at USU Eastern as good as it can possibly be . . . horror that I will have to stay another year. Though, I do feel that most of these are unnecessary. Most of them.
So now I’m supposed to thank all those who helped me along my way at USU-Eastern. I feel like I have won something and I should be crying right now. Oh, well. Maybe next time.
I would like to start out thanking Susan Polster. Because of her I have grown so much. I have come to terms with the fact that I would like to be like her someday; she is so comfortable in her skin, how could I not respect that? I could go on for a while so I will end my “thank you” to Susan by saying, “Because I knew you, I have been changed for good.” I think God needs to bless you for sticking with me for three years.
Dr. Corey Ewan. Need I say more? For those whom have never had a class by Dr. Ewan, shame on you. He is the class clown of USU-Eastern and I am honored to know him.
Carrie Icard is another instructor whom I need to thank. She is the reason I finished my first semester of college and stayed in school. She is a great motivator and, because of her, I am where I am now.
Another person who needs to be mentioned is Jan Thorton. I know that it comes with her job description, but she has made my life significantly more bearable. A good listener and a dear friend; there are too few people like her in the world.
On to more social figures. What started out as an occasional hangout group has become what I look forward to each day. My mama once told me that the friends you make in college will be the ones you keep for life. How right she was. I have never felt so accepted by a group of people as I do with the ones I know now. Jenna, Henry, TJ, Kelli, Sheraya, Tadd, Grace, Maddi and everyone else whom I haven’t mentioned . . . there are no words to describe how grateful I am to you for being the greatest part of my leap of faith.
Well, now that it sounds like I’ve died, on to my experience at USU-Eastern.
My first semester I hated Price. I went home every weekend and got a feeling of dread in my stomach every time I would get off the Price freeway exit.
Things have changed since then; not in the way I thought they would, but changed nonetheless.
No longer do I loathe the idea of being in Price or on campus and I wouldn’t go as far as saying that it’s because this college has changed my outlook on life entirely. I would, though, go as far as saying that if I hadn’t come to this God-forsaken campus, I would not have met the people I know now and wouldn’t be who I am now if I hadn’t met them.
One of the biggest philosophies I have on life is to not regret anything and, on that note, I do not regret my choice to come to Price and attend school here. I have certainly learned to take the good with the bad and have come out a better person because of it.