What is it like to have two parents who attended UNC Chapel Hill? Interesting, to say the least. As a child, I tagged along to football games with my parents and their college friends; all people they met living in Morrison residence hall or from being in the Marching Tar Heels. Needless to say, I never pictured myself attending a college other than UNC. It was predestined for me to also be a member of the Marching Tar Heels, which has also introduced me to some of my closest friends. My parents were thrilled on move in day my freshman and sophomore years. Especially when moving me into Morrison, my parents enjoyed reminiscing on their own college days, telling stories about living there and meeting the friends they still have to this day. My mom particularly enjoyed telling me about the time that she got stuck in the elevator with her best friend and seven guys, making her late to the marching band’s pregame performance for a football game. I often think about the experiences of my parents and wonder what stories I’ll be telling my family and friends one day.
