I didn’t even think it possible. But I did what so many people fail to do on a daily basis. I accomplished a goal I’ve been gunning for for four years. I won a raffle.
It was at flip the script, a finals week tradition at Butler University where the faculty cooks breakfast food for hardworking students at nine at night. We come we devour, and we stay only because we know there’s a raffle. And here’s how it happened.
I couldn’t hear what names were being called up. “I’m going up there guys. Who’s with me?” No one responded, all averted their eyes. What friends. I went up there alone, friendless in a cold, unforgiving world. And then President Danko drew out a piece of paper. Wait a minute, I thought, that looks bent exactly like I bent my slip. “Andrew Erlandson!” He called out. It was fate. And here’s what I have to show for it.