Sometimes I think we're so conservative we're radical. Happy anniversary to us! Said Quilt to the Potato, "Seams that you have your eye on me!" ```````````````````````````````````````` Our lives could have been written so, so differently, if not for one night long ago: A friend of mine at college had locked herself in her room, threatening to commit suicide. She finally let me in. I talked to her for hours in that dark room that night. No one told me I couldn't counsel in a life or death situation, so I did. Everything turned out fine. My dorm mother, who didn't really know me before this, suggested that I apply for a Resident Assistant position that was opening up for the Fall Semester. I did, and I was hired. That night was a turning point for my friend, but it also changed the course of my life, and that one special guy that I didn't even know yet. In the second week of September, at the beginning of my Junior year in Child Developme