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Todd Matson

Todd Matson, staff

old photo ID for Todd MatsonSome of my Lane memories include personal items like seeing the laminated beams on some of the buildings that my father helped create. Doing homework on the bus and riding LTD everywhere, day and night, in the rain, the sun, and snow. I remember studying near the art exhibits and looking at some works and thinking "Wow! How did they do that?" and looking at other pieces and thinking "Really? Someone glued toothpicks to a wooden chair and that is art?" And If I see the word confluence or some other words I'll not mention here, to describe another piece of art I'm going to gag. I remember taking summer courses and having to take a test on the morning, of the first day of Springfield's 33rd Annual Broiler Festival, for which I was the president that year.

Other memories are related to my teachers like having a song stuck in my head not from one of my music classes, but from a song made up by my economics teacher that made learning a dry subject like economics more enjoyable and easier to relate to and the chocolate chip fortune cookies that were handed out one term with each having a different answer to a midterm question. I remember struggling with my calculus homework but getting encouragement to think about becoming a math teacher by my calculus teacher.

Still other memories are related to the courses I took including getting to hear an analysis in my poetry class, of one of the poems, by an older than average student, who provided such fascinating insight from her life experience that it even impressed the teacher who scrambled to take notes as fast as he could, or printing a bar chart on a dot matrix printer in the computer lab for a computer course using quad density mode and waiting about 45 minutes for it to finish in hopes that the output would win the class competition for best looking chart and the prize of a bag of popcorn. I remember my fear and excitement when I climbed a rope in one of my PE courses and touched the top for the first time ever and wondering briefly in the middle of the climb, if I make it to the top would I have the strength to get back down.

I have now come back to campus after many years. I have seen some of the changes to campus and to the student experience. Now I am a part of the current progress and am making new memories.