I was just sifting through my desk and I found the card that a librarian had given me while I was trying to find information on my plant project and the very start of last semester. Donald - what an interesting name. At one, I think of Danoald as a the name of a petulant child, and yet, I also think of Don, a very confident sort of man's man fellow. The librarian was neither of those. As I remember, he was a very sweet, shy sort of fellow. Very polite. I even saw him while walking back to Donner a week or two after meeting him. I think I might have scared him a bit when I turned around and I was somewhat...gothy. Boy do I wish I wasn't wearing make up that day. I think I might have actually scared the poor fellow. Still, now that I think back, I really quite like him. Quiet and very good at listening. Why can't all guys be like that?