Yesterday I began attending classes at UF again after a thirty year hiatus. I encountered a bit of nostalgia as I was walking through the Turlington (GPA for those who attended UF in an earlier time) breezeway. I observed students leaning against the outside walls. I recalled a time when I had a class there and did the same thing while waiting for whatever class was in progress to end, so that I could go in.  So, a trek over to Heavener Hall and returning to my work location in Bryant Hall will be a twice-weekly occurrence. I know I can use the exercise!