Your memory
My fondest memories of law school are from first-year softball—a.k.a. mudball—followed by pub crawls to Portland-area dive bars. Showing up as muddy and thirsty as possible of course was the goal. I distinctly remember being covered head to toe when I pulled up to a gas station and I’m sure I didn’t look like a future lawyer. ;) I appreciate balancing hard work with play and love the law school for always finding ways for us to have fun while learning. Happy 100 LC—you age well! Tonya