contentsOPENING THOUGHTSfrom President Paul Conn29 Alumni AuthorsTorch introduces a new section inWho’s Where showcasing the writingand publishing talents of alumni.DEPARTMENTS16 Campus News22 Sports26 Who’s Where & Torch TravelsMixed EmotionsThat’s what I felt as I stood in a light summer rain one day last week andwatched a huge machine take the first bite out of the Beach Science Building.The building had to go. It was cramped and substandard. It had been built44 years ago, and when it first went up, it was a marvelous addition to thetiny <strong>Lee</strong> campus.But by today’s standards, everything about the building—ceiling heights,fire safety, storage and lab space, wiring and plumbing—was minimal. Whenwe first began designing a new science-math complex, our plan was to spenda couple of million dollars to renovate the old building and continue to use it,but it soon became clear that there wasn’t enough left worth saving, so theold building had to go to make way for the new one.I watched the demolition with Dr. Bob O’Bannon, professor emeritus ofbiology. Dr. O’Bannon taught in the old building since it first was built in1965. Even before that, in 1964, I had been a freshman in his biology classand lab. In those days, the labs were in the basement of Simmons Hall, andI was not a particularly good biology student. I enjoyed O’Bannon’s teachingstyle—he was an energetic newcomer to the <strong>Lee</strong> faculty, fresh from his Ph.D.program at the <strong>University</strong> of Florida. But I was more interested in my lab partner,a cute freshman girl from Tennessee, than I was in the frog we dissectedthat spring. Somehow, I made an “A” in the course, but it was more a resultof O’Bannon’s generosity than my diligence.The next year, the new Science Building was built. There was a “demolitionday” that year, too. The site of the new building was then occupied bythree houses, one of which was used for teaching studios as part of <strong>Lee</strong>’smusic department. That’s where I took piano lessons, from Mrs. MabelMorehead, who served many years on the <strong>Lee</strong> faculty. What a wonderful lady!I loved to go to that gracious old house and sit on the piano bench and playfor her. I never became a pianist, but I will always remember how I looked forwardeach week to that piano lesson; she made me feel welcome and special,even when I hadn’t practiced, which was usually the case.The other house on that site was the President’s residence, home to all the<strong>Lee</strong> presidents since 1947. When those three houses came down in 1964, tomake room for that science building, people stood around and watched withmixed emotions: excitement about the better things to come, and a wistfulnostalgia for the old houses that were disappearing right before their eyes.The Beach Science Building, small and crowded, produced hundreds ofexcellent professionals in health care, education, and research science. It isamazing how much was accomplished, how many dreams were fulfilled, howmany prayers were answered in that building. It is a reminder that it is notbricks and mortar that make these things possible. It is the commitment oftalented professors and highly motivated students, and it is the hand of Godupon them.Life moves on. The old stuff gives way to the new. But the things thatmatter never change. I can hardly wait to see what God does for us, with us,and in us in the years that lie ahead!<strong>TORCH</strong> • <strong>Summer</strong> 20093