{"id":1021,"date":"2014-05-08T19:30:49","date_gmt":"2014-05-08T19:30:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/library.brown.edu\/rock50\/?p=1021"},"modified":"2014-05-08T19:30:49","modified_gmt":"2014-05-08T19:30:49","slug":"adam-wilson-class-of-2005","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/2014\/05\/08\/adam-wilson-class-of-2005\/","title":{"rendered":"Adam Wilson (Class of 2005)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-960\" alt=\"rockMemories15\" src=\"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/41\/2014\/05\/rockMemories15.jpg\" width=\"100%\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The above quote is from Adam Wilson\u00a0(Class of 2005). Read the full memory below:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I didn&#8217;t go to the Rock to study. I preferred cafes. But I did occasionally visit the Rock on treasure hunts. As a lifelong lover of libraries, I was amazed by the sheer volume of books available to us undergrads at Brown. I would go down to the darkest part of a random floor and look for books that called to me.<\/p>\n<p>On one such treasure-hunting expedition I pulled a book with a particularly worn cover. I did so giddily, half expecting a secret chamber to appear, Scooby Doo-style. Sadly, no trap doors opened, but I did get sucked into the story itself. It was a tale from a different time, something that wouldn&#8217;t get written today. Something about a fairy prince, I think. Partway through the book I came upon a short poem. I jotted down the lines into a notebook. I&#8217;m not sure why, but something about them resonated with me. Here they are:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Come, my Rose, my Rosa Munda, my flower of the whole earth! come to bloom forever in my garden; to be cherished forever in my heart!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>That poem is still the only poem I know by heart. I came to know those lines not by trying to memorize them, but by repeatedly writing it on bits of paper that I left for my girlfriend in her Keeney Quad dorm room. Under pillows, in coffee mugs, inside her pre-med books, I would slip in this poem for her, loving the idea that at some point she would find it and smile.<\/p>\n<p>The trick must have worked. Thirteen years later, that freshman year girlfriend and I are married. We&#8217;ve just had our first baby (Admissions Office: if you&#8217;re reading this, make sure to reserve him a space in the class of 2036). I still occasionally scribble down the poem on the random post-it or napkin. I just might put one in the baby&#8217;s diaper bag.<\/p>\n<p>While I can&#8217;t give the Rock all the credit for the love in my life, there&#8217;s no denying that the magic of that concrete box full of books is powerful stuff. That poem found me. And I found expression in that poem. I still love the image of love blooming forever in our hearts, as if love exists in a perpetual state of becoming, of bursting silently like a crocus bulb. So thanks, Rock. And happy 50th!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The above quote is from Adam Wilson\u00a0(Class of 2005). Read the full memory below: I didn&#8217;t go to the Rock to study. I preferred cafes. But I did occasionally visit the Rock on treasure hunts. As a lifelong lover of libraries, I was amazed by the sheer volume of books available to us undergrads at [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1021","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rock-memories"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1021","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1021"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1021\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1021"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1021"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/library.brown.edu\/create\/rock50\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1021"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}