Taking a break from the normal silliness to pay respect to part of my legacy.  On this day in 1906, the coldest of all Fraternities came into existence, and I want to say ‘Happy Founder’s Day’ to all of my brothers, the neos and the oldheads alike.  I was lucky enough to go to Nationals right after my undergrad career ended, and the power of hundreds of brothers singing the hymn at the top of their lungs is something I’ll never forget.  If because of distance or finances you’ve never experienced the National Convention, it needs to be on your bucket list.

At this stage of my personal relationship, I’m seeing the challenges that both my undergrad chapter and the fraternity on a national level is facing.  Most of these debates have been going on since before I became a member and in some form they’ll continue when I’m long gone from the scene.  For today though, let’s leave our issues aside and celebrate what unites us: our commitment to Manly Deeds, Scholarship, and Love for All Mankind.

Happy Founder’s Day Bruhs!