Despite Arctic Weather, Willard Preacher Keeps Preaching
This week has been cold. Long underwear cold. Frostbite cold. It’s been cold enough for class attendance, at least in my classes, to take a dive. One thing that has remained consistent throughout this cold weather is the Willard Preacher.
Day in and day out, you can find him in exactly the same spot, spouting off some form of condemnation against the student body as a whole. Whether or not you agree with what he says, you have to admire that level of dedication. He just keeps on keepin’ on.
The students who make it to the bars at night, when it’s much colder, also deserve some love. During the day, people tend to have some regard for their well-being. The Willard Preacher is warmed by multiple layers, gloves and boots, and Jesus’ love; bar-goers are warmed by multiple shots, a long-sleeved button down or blouse, and maybe a light jacket. You decide who is warmer.
Don’t worry, this cold air is almost behind us. Accuweather predicts that things will warm up at the start of next week.
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