A column by Molly Robinson of The Daily Athenaeum staff
MORGANTOWN, W.Va. — This weekend I celebrated my birthday at a bar.
I invited all my best friends, a surprising amount of which actually showed up, and didn’t have to pay a penny for my drinks, my cover or anything else I deigned to request. It was, all in all, a fantastic birthday.
But the text I sent to my mom about six times that night about how happy I was did not concern any of these things. It was about the presence of a celebrity at my bar party.
E. Gordon Gee, the president of West Virginia University and stand-in grandfather for all of us, showed up at my party.
While I’m sure my birthday alone did not warrant Gee’s presence, the fact remains that an overwhelming amount of students who posed for a picture with him appear to feel the same way I did that night – honored to see our University president show up at a crappy little bar off a dark alley on High Street…