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　　 Student Speech Delivered at the Washington University Engineering Graduate

Student Recognition Ceremony15 May 1997Lorrie Faith Cranor

　　 Faculty, family, friends, and fellow graduates, good evening.

　　 I am honored to address you tonight. On behalf of the graduating masters

and doctoral students of Washington University's School of Engineering and

Applied Science, I would like to thank all the parents, spouses, families, and

friends who encouraged and supported us as we worked towards our graduate

degrees. I would especially like to thank my own family, eight members of

which are in the audience today. I would also like to thank all of the

department secretaries and other engineering school staff members who always

seemed to be there when confused graduate students needed help. And finally I

would like to thank the Washington University faculty members who served as

our instructors, mentors, and friends.

　　 As I think back on the seven-and-a-half years I spent at Washington

University, my mind is filled with memories, happy, sad, frustrating, and even

humorous.

　　 Tonight I would like to share with you some of the memories that I take

with me as I leave Washington University.

　　 I take with me the memory of my office on the fourth floor of Lopata Hall

- the room at the end of the hallway that was too hot in summer, too cold in

winter, and always too far away from the women's restroom. The window was my

office's best feature. Were it not for the physics building across the way, it

would have afforded me a clear view of the arch. But instead I got a view of

the roof of the physics building. I also had a view of one corner of the roof

of Urbauer Hall, which seemed to be a favorite perch for various species of

birds who alternately won perching rights for several weeks at a time. And I

had a nice view of the physics courtyard, noteworthy as a good place for

watching people run their dogs. It's amazing how fascinating these views

became the longer I worked on my dissertation. But my favorite view was of a

nearby oak tree. From my fourth-floor vantage point I had a rather intimate

view of the tree and the various birds and squirrels that inhabit it.

Occasionally a bird would land on my window sill, which usually had the effect

of startling both of us.

　　 I take with me the memory of two young professors who passed away while I

was a graduate student. Anne Johnstone, the only female professor from whom I

took a course in the engineering school, and Bob Durr, a political science

professor and a member of my dissertation committee, both lost brave battles

with cancer. I remember them fondly.

　　 I take with me the memory of failing the first exam in one of the first

engineering courses I took as an undergraduate. I remember thinking the course

was just too hard for me and that I would never be able to pass it. So I went

to talk to the professor, ready to drop the class. And he told me not to give

up, he told me I could succeed in his class. For reasons that seemed

completely ludicrous at the time, he said he had faith in me. And after that

my grades in the class slowly improved, and I ended the semester with an A on

the final exam. I remember how motivational it was to know that someone

believed in me.

　　 I take with me memories of the midwestern friendliness that so surprised

me when I arrived in St. Louis 8 years ago. Since moving to New Jersey, I am

sad to say, nobody has asked me where I went to high school.

　　 I take with me the memory of the short-lived computer science graduate

student social committee lunches. The idea was that groups of CS grad students

were supposed to take turns cooking a monthly lunch. But after one grad

student prepared a pot of chicken that poisoned almost the entire CS grad

student population and one unlucky faculty member in one fell swoop, there

wasn't much enthusiasm for having more lunches.

　　 I take with me the memory of a more successful graduate student effort,

the establishment of the Association of Graduate Engineering Students, known

as AGES. Started by a handful of engineering graduate students because we

needed a way to elect representatives to a campus-wide graduate student

government, AGES soon grew into an organization that now sponsors a wide

variety of activities and has been instrumental in addressing a number of

engineering graduate student concerns.

　　 I take with me the memory of an Engineering and Policy department that

once had flourishing programs for full-time undergraduate, masters, and

doctoral students.

　　 I take with me memories of the 1992 U.S. Presidential debate. Eager to get

involved in all the excitement I volunteered to help wherever needed. I

remember spending several days in the makeshift debate HQ giving out-of-town

reporters directions to the athletic complex. I remember being thrilled to get

assigned the job of collecting film from the photographers in the debate hall

during the debate. And I remember the disappointment of drawing the shortest

straw among the student volunteers and being the one who had to take the film

out of the debate hall and down to the dark room five minutes into the debate

- with no chance to re-enter the debate hall after I left.

　　 I take with me memories of university holidays which never seemed to apply

to graduate students. I remember spending many a fall break and President's

Day holiday with my fellow grad students in all day meetings brought to us by

the computer science department.

　　 I take with me memories of exams that seemed designed more to test

endurance and perseverance than mastery of the subject matter. I managed to

escape taking any classes that featured infamous 24-hour-take-home exams, but

remember the suffering of my less fortunate colleagues. And what doctoral

student could forget the pain and suffering one must endure to survive the

qualifying exams?

　　 I take with me the memory of the seven-minute rule, which always seemed to

be an acceptable excuse for being ten minutes late for anything on campus, but

which doesn't seem to apply anywhere else I go.

　　 I take with me the memory of Friday afternoon ACM happy hours, known not

for kegs of beer, but rather bowls of rainbow sherbet punch. Over the several

years that I attended these happy hours they enjoyed varying degrees of

popularity, often proportional to the quality and quantity of the accompanying

refreshments - but there was always the rainbow sherbert punch.

　　 I take with me memories of purple parking permits, the West Campus

shuttle, checking my pendaflex, over-due library books, trying to print from

cec, lunches on Delmar, friends who slept in their offices, miniature golf in

Lopata Hall, The Greenway Talk, division III basketball, and trying to

convince Dean Russel that yet another engineering school rule should be

changed.

　　 Finally, I would like to conclude, not with a memory, but with some

advice. What would a graduation speech be without a little advice, right?

Anyway, this advice comes in the form of a verse delivered to the 1977

graduating class of Lake Forest College by Theodore Seuss Geisel, better known

to the world as Dr. Seuss - Here's how it goes:

　　 My uncle ordered popovers

　　 from the restaurant's bill of fare.

　　 And when they were served,

　　 he regarded them

　　 with a penetrating stare . . .

　　 Then he spoke great Words of Wisdom

　　 as he sat there on that chair:

　　 "To eat these things,"

　　 said my uncle,

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　　StudentSpeechDeliveredattheWashingtonUniversityEngineeringGraduateStudentRecognitionCeremony15May1997LorrieFaithCranor　　Faculty,family,friends,andfellowgraduates,goodevening.　　Iamhonoredtoaddressyoutonight.OnbehalfofthegraduatingmastersanddoctoralstudentsofWashingtonUniversity'sSchoolofEngineering...

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