This blog post is going to be a bit of a random assortment. So much is going on lately that it has become difficult to even think coherently. At the moment, for example, my mind is consumed by thoughts about fourth-dimensional identity, because my senior paper is due on Wednesday. The “fourth dimension” may sound like something strange and exotic, but it really isn’t. It’s nothing but time (something that we are all quite used to in our daily lives). My paper's argument is that it makes the most sense to think of persons as four-dimensional objects of which the instants of their lives are aspects. A one-sentence description doesn’t do it justice, but hopefully it gives you some idea of what I’m doing.
Instead of boring you with the details of writing my paper, though, I thought I’d talk about a few cool thinks that I’ve found over the years tucked into the corners of campus. They’re not really secrets, but I don’t think that people give them the consideration they rightly deserve.
First up are the chairs in Koren. Koren is the former college library, built in 1921, and it is actually listed on the National Register of Historic Places. Today it houses several departments, including Anthropology, Social Work, and African Studies. My interest in Koren, today, is that the most comfortable chairs in all of Luther College can be found on the top floor. They’re big, they’re padded, and they’re just right to settle into when you want to get a lot of reading done. They are well worth getting acquainted with.
There may be an official name for the next site on my list, but I don’t know it. It is tucked over to the side of Koren in a copse of trees and has a memorial to Laur Larsen (the college’s first president) out front. In this secluded space there is a podium made from a concrete cast of a tree trunk. I wish that I could know more about the history of this space and the tree that must have stood there in the past, but information is lacking. I have never seen it used as a speaker’s podium, but deep down I believe at some moment of great historic import for the college it shall be used again, as I can only imagine it has been used in time gone by.
The final stop on today’s erratic tour is further afield. To reach this one, you need to walk a fair pace along the Upper Iowa River. If you go quite far enough, you will stumble upon a decrepit and certainly haunted old shed. Little but a tin-roofed husk, it rests out in the wilderness. Inside, there is nothing, nothing, that is, except a lonely wooden workbench. Let me tell you, the first time I stumbled upon this space I was overwhelmed by an eerie sensation. That tired old workbench has the most ghostly appearance I have ever seen in a furnishing. I didn’t dare approach it for fear of disturbing some spirit within.
So there you have it, a flash tour of some of the seldom-mentioned sight-seeing destinations at Luther. I hope you have enjoyed it. As for me, it’s time to get back to work.