The Adventures of Sasha's Lucky Potsdam Sweatshirt

It's definitely a lucky sweatshirt.

A week ago Saturday, I visited my friend Alexandra (Alex) in Philly and while at 30th Street Station waiting for Amtrak's northbound Northeast Regional train, a girl noticed my sweatshirt and she must have though I went to Fordham University, which also has a maroon color Fordh(AM) and Potsd(AM), so not hard to miss. Sadly, I regrettably never asked to sit with her on the train, although I did sit across from her on the train, in the row back. She was cute though, but she ended up sleeping on the train.

The following morning, Perry LaRoque, the founder of Mansfield Hall, Dr. LaRoque was a Potsdam assistant professor a few years back before starting Mansfield Hall. It was a privilege making his acquaintance. I would probably not have had my chat with him had it not been for my luck Potsdam sweatshirt. Sadly, I'm past my undergrad years. And of course, I miss those years.

The third was this past Wednesday, after a long bus ride from New York City to Albany. I was waiting to board a near-empty coach bus when a girl asked:
"Wait, you go to Potsdam"
I said "No, but I used to. Graduated last year."
She said "Ah", before I asked "Since you don't seem familiar, I'll assume you're a freshman."
The young lady confirmed that she was indeed a first year and we made a few comments with this couple I was also on the bus with. The couple, who were in the back of the first bus I took, were heading to a funeral. They had traveled from Connecticut. The Potsdam girl had been on buses all morning and was coming from Long Island.
Unlike Saturday, I was smarter. I drummed up the courage and asked if I could sit with the girl, and she accepted. Her name is Cara, short for Caroline, and she's a dancer. At first, it was awkward, as I read, and she made some phone calls, but it wasn't until our stop in Schroon Lake where I broke some more ice over peanuts, and I drummed up more courage to get her internet footprint (Facebook, Twitter). I'm glad that she told me I made her bus ride to Potsdam a little more pleasant, and I'm glad I met someone new. I hope the two of us can hang out one of these days. As far as I can tell, she seems like a sweetheart.

UPDATE: I've spoken to Cara a little since that bus ride. Now to drum up the courage to speak to her more. It shouldn't be stepping on eggshells to ask a girl if she would like to hang out with you, whether it be the city or the beach.

And what sweatshirt is responsible for all this? 

Yeap, that one. And I'm glad I have it.