To all in Rome who are loved by God and called to be saints:
Grace and peace to you from God our Father and from the Lord Jesus Christ.
Well, I made it. I gave my five minute speech without any major hitches, after two days of saying it over and over to the mirror and to Ian (who could probably say the whole thing flawlessly having heard it so much). We walked in at 5:30 and listened for fifteen minutes to the new provost, Provost Simpson, discuss her vision for the school. She talked in the long-term, sketching ambitious long-term goals for the school that struck me as a little odd. Then, later, I found out she had taken a B.S., M.S., and PhD in geology and her time frames made so much more sense. Geologists think in millions of years; what is a decade or two to a geologist? It made me think that she was acutally well-suited for the position, since it meant she thought very far in advance for the school.