Wow, it’s fifty years now since I graduated from Randolph Macon college in 1976 in Ashland, Virginia in Virginia, and I received these stickers in the mail recently.

I loved my time at Randolph Macon College and it was in prt because of Suzie Lykes that was already tgere that I applied and was accepted, thanks Suzie, I appreciate that very much. Suzie in the center with her parents on either side showing me the college. My scratchboard copy if a famous Rembrandt painting in black and white. My acrylic painting I started of Martha Finney at school but never finished, with two chicolate candies given to my by Rich that worked at the @NationalPortraitGallery in Washington DC and that was at a reception there for a najor event years ago. Thanks Rich!

I am including here some collages I just made of different things from that period which include two Stylus editions that I did the covers for. ALSO the gift from @JRivesChilds he gave me, @DiplomaticAndLiteraryQuests published in 1963, signed and dated to me October 29, 1975. Thank you J Rives! I loved coming a d chatting with you in the old library in that room all yours off to the left as you walked in the front door. We shared many great moments and conversations together there. a quiet, peaceful, sanctury to read and feel safe and able to escape into reverie and magic and dreams started in words and turned into sentences and paragraphs, poems, meters of verse, whtever. There is also the picture of my roommate for three years at the #Starrdorm, last room on the right towards the back, as we graduated in 1976! Cheers @JimNemitz, thanks for three amazing years! Also a picture of me out on the fueld before the football field, both pictures taken by Martha Finney, thanks Martha.

will continue to add! Anthony AlannQuinn Monday, March 1(,2026 11:54am now as I post this bwfore hail and possible tirnadoes hit the area! Stay warm abd safe! Tony

A journal I kept in my cursive handwriting in a red notebook , several pag s 1975, enjoy

my cursive writing journal I kept of various experiences of mine in a red notebook that I found and justvread again and am sharing here. Chhers, Anthony Alan Quinn 1/30/2026 Friday blanketted still in a shiny white sleet turned snow to ice winter landscape watch out, be really creful wonderland danger-slipping-land!

trip down memory lane, cheers! thanks to everyone that was part of this time in my life! Tony 1/30/2026 8:10 pm now

Portraits ( Robert Allen, Lea Davies, Martha Finney, Becky Burcher and the charcoal of Lynda Nersesian )I painted with acrylics or drew of my fellow friends/ students at RMC! Randolph Macon College years-19721976

The photo is of Suzie Lykes and myself at RMC when she and her parents brought me to see RMC for the first time with Bill and Connie.

I added thevtwo chocolates from the reception at the National Portrait Gallery in Washington DC - shiny blue a shony gold circles, and gathered leaves to add some more for fun! Lynda Nersesian in charcoal that I drew as one of the very first at Starr maybe as a freshman? it was early. She shared a story with us at the campus diner then before the Campus Building, rushing back to our table far back from the counter up front withn such joy and appreciation for the ladies up front preparing our requests. sShe gushed with earnestness and conviction that they wete great and doing a great job and deserved to be appreciated and acknowledged more than they were. I loved Lynda even more than I already did for that! And she was right! I have taken that joy and comment from her to my heart and folliw it to this day! So vital, so necessary! Thanks Lynda!

Visiting George and Lynne Turman in their beautiful home in Mechanicsville VA not very far away from Randolph MaconCollege that we all attended and graduated from 1973 for George and 1976 for Lynne and me. David Charles (. Chuck ) Forrest drove there in April 2025 on a great Monday there beautiful weather, music, companionship, reminiscing and all! Great moments together!

NOTHING like starting a blogspot post better than with a box turtle that has a life span of fifty ir more yesrs so this one living a good lifr in Mechanicsville Virginia was orobably alive in the mid seventies when i was there 1972-1976! Imagine that George and Lynne Turman and David Charles ( Chuck Forrest ) as we met at George and Lynne's home for a grand reunion after 50 plus years being apart! George plays pne song on a guitar for me, a traditional folk song. I drew several sketches of George, 3 of Lynne and two or three of Chuck with my oil pastels and ink pens.

The photos above are of Lynne and George Turman and my sketches of them. Except the video above of Stepganie Cluff that kne the song " You're going to make me lonesome when you go " and after a lovely evening here at home with us drinking French champagne she sang it in our kitchen acapella ! Beautiful Stephanie! Oops I slready mentioned this snd so it's a repeat! Below is my good friend today playing or dinging acapella the Bob Dylan dong " You're going to make me lonesome when you go " that George dang to us all in the mid seventies and that brought me home to oeace, love, warmth and safety! Thanks George i will post your song but it is too here , so will have to shorten it so they will post it. And this which follows is a note George wrote to me on the back of this photo or on a sheet of paper.

Trip Today Scanning Old Photos Of My College Years There From 1972 To 1976 : Cheers, Enjoy, More To Come ...

In Ashland, Virginia, what a grand treat these four years were from 1972 to 1976 at Randolph-Macon College when it had just turned coed and it sure was exciting and different and I loved much of it, really I did! Cheers, enjoy these photos and remember the days way back when ...

Randolph Macon College : 4 Years For Me : 1972-1976 : Formative Impressions

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ready for Randolph Macon College in 1972. I had just graduated from the Lawrenceville Prep School in Lawrenceville, New Jersey and I was ready for a change. I needed one. This was something that I had coming after four years with only guys and a tough time adjusting to them and so much primal immature monkey-primate business that rewarded the Alpha Male adolescent achievers and those that by belonging to small groups necessarily pushed so many of us others out and far away that we truly became and lived lives in a small community as survivors and outsiders. This all sounds really harsh and a bit defensive and vindictive and like it will all end with me being in a big heap of trouble. And for what : to say things now so many years later when no one really cares a damn about it one way or another?! It's okay, I want to clear my chest, to find some long-lost/forgotten and buried insult and pain and closure to a four-year period that certainly could have been better if more of the staff at Lawrenceville had been the least bit attentive to my needs and my capabilities. The problem was that I did not fit in ? I did not conform / that they did not know what to do with me or make of me? I was a problem - a wee little problem best hushed and put aside. I was not one of them, I was not yet the full-blown Alpha personality that they could decipher and use and mold to their prescribed for decades role. Oops! No matter that I actually could have added something and gained something, too from a stronger commitment from them during those four years there all alone and by myself while my family was off overseas working for our country as my father was a career foreign service officer and stationed with the American Embassies of Trinidad and Costa Rica and then of Paris, France. So when my friend Suzie Lykes was at Randolph Macon College in Ashland, Virginia I decided to apply there myself. She was a year ahead of me and I visited the campus with her BillandConnie ( I have pictures from this visitthat I will add here soon ) parents and saw her there and decided that it was a good idea to apply. I was accepted and I have myself and Suzie to thank for this. It was not for any guidance in my humble opinion from the guidance counselor I had back at Lawrenceville. He was basically no help at all : someone that I suppose felt it was best to cut me off as if I were in a life boat and should depart quickly from the mother boat as if I was pretty much one big, glaring embarrassment to them that had not shone in the ways that they saw fit? Too bad for them. It was only art-director and professor Jack Garver that believed in me enough to draw me back to be a part of an alumni art show after we graduated. Thank you Jack for that. I remember and appreciate that gesture and I was and still am happy tp have been included in that show. It was an art show from the years I workedat the Atelier 17, the famous atelier of William Stanley Hayter, at 10 Rue Didot in the fourteen Arrondisement of Paris, Francewith students working with William Stanley Hayter and Juan and Hector Saunier. It was a great experience for me and I am proud of the etchings I made there - mostly artist's proofs as I loved to then, still do now, experiment. Anyway, this is not about Lawrenceville : it is about Randolph Macon College where I met Jim and Chuck and Lynda, Margaret, Jim, Sandy, Patty, Memaw, Kenny, George ( and his two Saint Bernard dogs, the guitarist that playe for us all many songs, " You're Going to make me lonesome when you go ", he married Lynne in my same graduating class - and recently in Early 2025 Chuck - David CharlesForrest and I drove to Meckanicsville to reconnect with them, and to talk to Kenny on the phone ) ,

(Photos of George taken by Martha Finney ). another George that idrove to Daytona Beach with in the 1968 VW rabbit, andwas teased into running naked along the water front while he and our other friend watched me at night ): , Martha and Bill Gibson and Jack Witt and Dr. Gray and Dr. McDonald and Mr. Longaker, Ritchie Watson, J Rives Child and more. I had a wonderful time there with George and Robert and Eugenia and David and so many others that I cannot recollect all here at once like this. I even joined a fraternity and became " one in the bond " at Phi Delta Theta, and that surprised me as I worked for the school Yellow Jacket newspaper at first and then the Yellow Jacket year book : both of which I came to be the editor-in-chief of. These indeed were years of true growth and formation and I will never forget the late evenings in the old Biology building in the empty white-washed rooms with blaring bright lights from the ceiling as I painted alone and listened to all kinds of music on an old turntable like Beethoven's 9th and more. Wow, the hot steam pipes inside with warm air would knock and bang and make all kinds of jarring/frightening noises as I worked away on my various art paintings with both oils and acrylics on stretched canvases that I had made and primed white before transforming with my visions based on the realities there around me. I learned and I shared and I even gave two wine classes there that some of my friends attended and learned from like Edward that reminded me of this just three weeks ago.

Thanks for the call Edward : and I am sorry that I did not make it to your frat reunion party to meet the Frenchman that joined our fraternity back then. I would have liked to have reconnected with him again and had a chance to speak some French with him after all of these years. Unfortunately for me I do not recall having known him back then? How could I have forgotten? I love everything almost that is French, really I do. Anyway, I will continue to add to this blog as I have time as it was a very fertile four years for me in which I also bought, owned and drove two Beetle VW bugs made in 1967 and 1968 I believe. I even drove one of them down to Daytona Beach once with my good friend then George and his friend. We had a blast there in a motel there right off the beach and did manage to see our good friends from college which included Margaret and Lynda and others. It's now Wednesday morning just at 12:07 AM on January 13th, 2010 and I have to get to bed now. More soon I promise. Happy New Year after all of these years gone by mostly happily ... TONY I have just updated this today, Saturday Jne 7, 2025 and reposting it now at 1:54pm! Cheers one and all, we willget through the current politics of our times stronger and more unites than before! Thank you to all of you that made my four years at Randolph- Macon College so special!