Friday evening's reception took place at the Rodin Sculpture Garden at the Cantor Arts Center at Stanford. Among the sculptures displayed are The Three Shades, Adam, Eve and The Gates of Hell.
During our fellowship year we spent a lot time in the sculpture garden. Granted, lots of people spend time in front of The Gates of Hell pondering each small figure and what they represent. Others run to the library to grab Dante's Inferno. For me, it was the idea that world-renowned artworks could be present on a college campus. My college, UC Davis, had artwork, but I do not recall a Rodin on premises. Let alone an entire sculpture garden's worth.
In this gorgeous setting I gave Doug and myself a task: To meet Fellows we weren't acquainted with from other years. We were so pleased to be with our fellow Fellows that we'd ignored the other fantastic people gathered for the reunion. So we turned to a few older Fellows and chatted them up, discovering they were at Stanford in 1978. The only four people to attend from their year, they were lively, fun and engaging. One of them had a son who would be going to seminary school in Seattle, so he had a lot of questions for us about the area, which led to questions about faith and you can probably guess there was no lull in the conversation after that. The experience reinforced for us how special the Knight Fellowship year is-and how long those memories last.
A side note about the evening: Our dinner was catered by CoolEatz, the brainchild of Jesse Cool. As a group, our fellowship class toured her home and organic garden while she talked with us about her mission (Fresh, organically raised foods; compostable take-away containers and eating utensils; her water-saving toilets). Doug, Justine and I ate dinner at her Flea St. Cafe, which was amazing, though I could not tell you what we ate. This time our dinner consisted of a crazy-delicious cold pea soup with mint and herb-crusted halibut. I know there was a dessert, but I can't remember what it was. I could have eaten three more bowls of that soup.
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