Anonymous

Austin lived in Pierce. Pierce is a tightknit group. There is a weird bond between all the students that live there share, an inexplicable connection. Me and Austin were not close, I cannot pretend that we were. But I did know Austin. I have memories of his smiling face in the shorey lounge. I would always cut through at weird hours of the night. I honestly don't remember him unhappy, as many times as I saw him. I would always here him talking about bio or chemistry an be secretly jealous of his knowledge and how he seemed to enjoy it so much. His death has made me realize that I miss that positive attitude and genuine interest in learning. Thank you Austin.