Sam Vaccaro:  

Life It's been a long time since I experienced the vigor and energy of my youth. I was a bit on the excitable side and always up for anything. And, I hope that holds true now however, at a much lower risk level. I know that South Phoenix has changed a great deal since the 60s but, I still get a warm feeling when I think of the memories and friends that I had back in those, all too short, days of my teens. I also remember that we lived in a community that was in the security shadow of South Mountain and when I gaze over at the mountain, and those red-topped, blinking towers, when flying into Phoenix from some distant place, that sight makes me feel at home again, as I suspect it does for you. Old Phoenix College is the memory I have, not the new one. I remember when a student was able to run wild with ideas and literally on campus, go to class with a melting pot of Phoenix idealists, study in the library, dance on the patio on a Friday afternoon, go to the games on Saturdays and dances in the cafeteria. The cafeteria, where everybody gathered between and after classes and where the roast beef on bread stuck to you like one of Dean Kirk's looks. Is she still watching? What about the hollow feeling you got when you left campus. I'll bet, like me, you couldn't wait to get back, to feel home again at PC. ASU, what an enormous site as you came around Old Apache Blvd. and saw the Frank Lloyd Wright designed, ultra-modern Grady Gammage Auditorium. All those gigantic buildings and lecture halls. Am I just going to be a number here? Well, maybe, but a number that can add up to something you never thought you would total. I received a well-rounded, liberal edu...Expand for more