As most of you know, I’m a native and current resident of the great state of New Jersey. As such, I was among those affected by Hurricane Sandy, to the point where our residence was rendered unlivable. We’re all fine and now have a new place to live (thanks to my wife annoying the heck out of the real estate agent who was assigned to work with us), so there’s no reason to go into that.
What I would like to talk about, however, is the 3 weeks that we were without a home of our own. My wife, 4 year-old daughter and I (the dog was being boarded) descended upon the Philadelphia apartment of my good friend and Fraternity Brother, Kurt. For three weeks he not only put up with us invading his single life, but cooked us dinner and helped with the clean-up/recovery at our old place. There aren’t many people in this world that are anywhere near as generous or patient as Kurt, who treated us like family.
Many people accuse those that join fraternities as trying to buy friends, or the like. But when you have someone that offers you a place of stability in an extremely chaotic situation, you see just what kind of people you have joined up with. Kurt and I took an oath (at different times, mind you) to treat all members of Triangle as brothers. As a Heathen, I take oaths very seriously and I have to say, Kurt has upheld his in spades.
So I want to take this opportunity to publicly thank him and salute him for being a pillar of brotherhood and a man of unimpeachable character. Wassail, Kurt!
