Presidential Ball, 2009: The Pros, the Cons, the Memories

Well, there it went: my last Presidential Ball of my career at Coe College.

Presidential Ball is an annual ball that the President hosts each year. Last year, it was cancelled and replaced with Campaign Kickoff, in hopes of raising more money for Coe's endowment. This year, it returned.

Presidential Ball is by far my most favorite dance of the year. This is mostly because of the type of music and the atmosphere that is present. For a portion of the ball, the Coe Orchestra Band plays; for another portion, the Coe Jazz Band plays; and for the final portion, Dr. Carson's Jazz Band plays for the remainder of the night. Rugcutter's, Coe's "dance" club (teaching swing, salsa, ballroom dancing, etc), gives lessons for those interested weeks before the dance. It's a great time.

This year, there were a few 

changes. Only Dr. Carson's Jazz Band played for the first half. The second half consisted of a student DJ; which is fine... But there was certainly something different. Coe's Presidential Ball always appealed to me because of the bands and the black-tie formal event. It was classy. Though I understand trying to reach out to the younger crowd a bit more, a certain element was lost by cutting the band portion short... too too short.

However, during that first half, I had a BLAST! I opened the night with a dance with my boyfriend-- sadly, the only dance we got in that night, but that was because we hadn't realized the jazz band was to be cut that short. Then, while my alumni boyfriend mingled with old friends, I danced with an old friend whom had been one of my first Residents when I was a Resident Assistant. Cory is now a junior and the head of Rugcutters. Because I love to dance but have no grace whatsoever, he is a great person to dance with because he can lead like no other! And is very patient, which is a good thing for me...

We took a picture at the end of the night, and I had to compare it to another picture we took at a dance in the past. It made me realize: Wow... I'm growing up, and this is the end of my dancing days at Coe. 

Sniff. 

Sophomore year....

Today... or I guess, 3 days ago. Wow, we've changed. And I look aged. Yikes.

Needless today, I ended up being an old geezer, and leaving at 10:30. But that was because the music changed. Kinda like your life... hm. That might have been a little deep. :-)