â€‹Today I sat across the picnic table from a gorgeous, blue-eyed girl who had fixed me a fancy sandwich and snicker doodles. She proceeded to recite the second chapter of I Peter from memory, pausing only for one conjunction. Impressive. All that, and good-looking, too.
â€‹She memorized that because it is important to her, the way she knows the birthday of every living human being who has come into contact with us in the last 33 years. She knows what gift she gave you, and she rightly expects that I ought to remember what gifts others gave me.
â€‹I, on the other hand, remember Jim Gentile’s important batting statistics from 1961. No one else remembers Jim Gentile. I remember where I was sitting, and who I was sitting with, and how cold I was at the 1974 A&M-Texas game. I remember K.C. and the Sunshine Band. But I also remember the anniversary of my first date with the World’s Most Beautiful Woman. And I remember being 22 and staring through the glass at the most glorious sight I had ever seen, my baby girl, as I left the hospital at 2 a.m. with my last two dollars in my pocket.
â€‹My office is gradually transitioning from a place of pictures and gifts from my children into a shrine to grandkids. But there are still important memories in this place. Behind my desk is a small plaque from one of my first students that says, “A Loving Teacher Makes Learning a Joy.” There is a picture taken by a photographer of me on another campus walking across the street with my two youngest children when they were small. I have an aquarium hanging up made out of two paper plates, and a picture of all five kids in the backyard in Michigan. The class of 1998 at Hillsdale College, one of whom just made partner at a major accounting firm, is on my file cabinet. I even have the radio I listened to in high school.
â€‹There is a significant need within each of us to remember the things that matter. It seems that this longing only grows as our capacity for it diminishes. I find that my wife is generally a superior judge of what ought to be remembered, because she has a better sense of what are truly the permanent things. But we both have to work harder than we used to at remembering.
â€‹I have also found that it is very important to people to be remembered. I think I underestimated early in my career how important it was to my students that I know who they were. When you teach 250-300 students a year, and when those students love to come back to campus to remember, and to recruit people to their firms, it is a challenge to always have names on the tip of your tongue. But it would be naÃ¯ve of me to think that it doesn’t matter whether or not I try.
â€‹The traditions at Texas A&M are centered around remembering. We remember E. King Gill as the 12th Man stands ready to take the field, if necessary, on fall Saturdays. Every month we remember the current students we have lost at Silver Taps. Elephant Walk, Final Review, and, in former days, Bonfire, have evoked emotions in Aggies as accumulated history washes over each person’s personal experience with this place. And its graduates wear a ring like no other, proudly earned and warmly extended to others, as the ultimate sign of a common bond of memories.
â€‹I say all this because tonight I will attend what is perhaps the finest of Aggie traditions, Muster. It seems ironic that it falls on Holy Thursday: “Do this in remembrance of me.” I will go to remember, and to celebrate the lives of those who have gone on before us. I may not feel the need to call out “Here!” as I have in another year. But I will be there. And I will remember.
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I think that sometimes, we remember only the things that “affect” us in some way…or that have made an impact on our lives. Only remembering things that WE feel are important can almost be equated with acting as an ethical egoist in that it is all about US when choosing which memories to hold onto. As you stated in your blog, Dr. Schaub, remembering every student’s name is important to you as well as important to the students. I think that if someone considers other peoples’ feelings and interests, even when it comes to nostalgia and fond memories, this is truly an unselfish act. I also have found that people like to be remembered, yet I find myself in so many situations where for the life of me, I cannot remember everyone’s name. I think this blog has influenced me to work harder at not only remembering others’ names, but making memories that I can one day be proud of. I want to one day look back, and know that I always did the right thing for the right reason.
Extremely well written Dr. Shaub, you brought a tear to my eye. There are many reasons why I am proud to be an Aggie, and Muster is one of them. Thank you for reminding me of that.
Great post, Mike! Thanks for sharing your stories with your blog readers, and thanks for sharing your life with your students. You are a blessing to so many!
Chrystal, we miss you around here! Hope all is well!
I loved this post Dr. Shaub! One of my favorite things in the world to do is to tell stories, and also here stories from friends about great memories and good times they have had with the people they love. One thing I have really began to notice about myself in college is that I put far too much time (and stress) into the things that, like you mentioned, aren’t permanent. Each week that goes by I find myself worrying about things like my grades, upcoming tests, job opportunities, how I will make an income, and what people think of me. When I sit back and reflect on memories I have had in college so far, I don’t think about the things I listed above. When I am much older with a job and family, I don’t think I would tell my children stories about my accounting tests, or what firms gave me offers, or how I earned a living. I think I will tell them about the people who I loved and who loved me, the awesome stories I shared with them, the tough times the Lord pulled me through, and the fellowship I had with my brothers.
So why do I focus and stress about the things that don’t matter? Why do I invest more time in things that I will forget, as opposed to things that I will remember forever? I read a book recently that really taught me a lot about myself, and the way that I live my life. I am a follower of Christ, and the things that matter to me all should be centered around him. This quote really opened my eyes to why sometimes they don’t.
“When I am consumed by my problems â€“ stressed out by my life, my family, my job â€“ I actually convey the belief that I think the circumstances are more important than God’s command to always rejoice. In other words, that I have a â€œrightâ€ to disobey God because of the magnitude of my responsibilities.
Worry implies that we don’t quite trust that God is big enough, powerful enough, or loving enough to take care of what is happening in our lives.
Stress says that the things we are involved in are important enough to merit our impatience, our lack of grace toward others, or our tight grip of control.
Basically, these two behaviors communicate that it’s ok to sin and not trust God because the stuff in my life is somehow exceptional. Both worry and stress reek of arrogance. They declare our tendency to forget that we’ve been forgiven, that our lives here are brief, that we are headed to a place where we won’t be lonely, afraid, or hurt ever again, and that in the context of God’s strength, our problems are small, indeed. Why are we so quick to forget God? Who do we think we are?” – Francis Chan
Muster is my favorite tradition at A&M as well. It really separates this university from any other school because it displays the deep bond of the Aggie Family. I was thinking how ironic it was that this day of remembrance was held on Holy Thursday this year, and yesterday’s Church reading involving the Good Thief asking Jesus simply to be remembered when He entered Heaven. This is one of my favorite passages because the Good Thief was only asking Jesus for a simple thought, yet he received much more than he asked.
Remembering someone brings emotions and feelings to the surface, some happy and others sad. It’s a powerful thing to realize that your actions could impact others even after you are gone, even through just someone thinking about you. Memory is a powerful thing which can be both good and bad. We never forget the ones who helped us when we were down, yet at the same time, we will always remember the ones who hurt us the most.
I really enjoyed this post, and agree with how much you have stressed the importance of having memories, Dr. Shaub. These are intangible, yet priceless recollections of past moments in our lives that cannot be relived, but their affect can be recalled, perhaps cherished. It is unfortunate though, because like you said it becomes more and more difficult for people to remember some of the most important and permanent things that have happened. I can attest to this – I know there have been times where a friend or family member reminds me of something that happened, and yes, upon being reminded, I remember, but otherwise I would not have. I think this has to do with becoming so wrapped up in the chaos of our everyday lives, especially as students at the point we are in our college careers. Our whole lives are ahead of us, but we are so focused on the present moment because of all the impending changes we will soon face upon graduation – where will I work, where should I live, is this what I want to do, etc. It is hard not to focus on these things above everything else, because they, like memories, have some permanent affect on us.
This post reminds me to absorb everything that is happening/has happened in my life, to make an effort to acknowledge what needs to be remembered, and do my best to not forget.
This was a great article. It really made me think about memories and their importance in our lives. For example, memory is important to us as students because it allows us to pass exams and retain information. However, many people do not understand the importance of memories in our daily life. Remembering the names and other details of people who are important to us can greatly improve our social and even professional life. Forming strong lasting relationships requires us to often share and relive certain memories. As a result, I am a firm believer in memories and their ability to connect the past to the present. As we move through life and become older and wiser, we may not be able to do the activities we once could. However, memories are there to fill that void.
Memories are such an important part of life. They help us jump pack into the past and remember fun times. My father has been converting our childhood videos from vhs to dvd and watching how my sisters and I were as kids and all the wonderful things our parents did for us, brings warmth to my heart. I truly appreciate everyone in my life, and like your wife,I can remember everyone that I meet, and can tell you exactly when and where we met and what the first story you told me was. That is one thing I am definitely good at; never forgetting a face. The past is what makes us the people we are today. What would we be without those memories to look back on and remember our life’s journey? Having memories is truly a blessing.
Memories represent a crucial part of our present. They formulated or at least contributed in our development as individuals. Bad memories made us stronger and good memories made us happy and proud. People take many decisions at different occasions in life. Some of those decisions were made easily and quickly, but others may have been tough and time consuming. As time elapses, every person should pause and look back at those decisions and evaluate their consequences on their lives. By doing this, we actually learn much from those memories and tend to make better future decisions.
It’s funny how easy we remember moments that we don’t want to, while it seems so hard to remember moments we desperately cling to. This is why it is so important to have people around you who help remind you of the joyful moments in life. Friends and family are who we ought to turn to for encouragement. They are the ones who can remind us of our past successes and spur us on through our difficulties. We shouldn’t allow ourselves to misremember important moments in our lives; we must have people around that will remind us of victories and prevent us from dwelling on our failures.
I don’t think that I could have read this entry at a better time. As I sit here after having returned from a wonderful trip with my family, I find myself thinking about upcoming tests and assignments and recruiting events. Today is Easter Sunday. A day to be so grateful for all that we have and yet here I am stressing out about things that are meaningless in the scheme of things.
I have this friend who is an absolute blessing, and she sounds like she is just like your wife! She is the friend that always remembers to text you when you have an upcoming exam, always remembers birthdays, and never forgets to leave you an encouraging note. My birthday was two Wednesdays ago. The day after my birthday I was stressing out about an exam that I had the next day. Then, I received a text message from a random number. It said, “Sorry that I am a day late. I couldn’t get to a place where I could get internet connection. I hope you had an incredible birthday. Love from Liberia.” This friend is in Liberia doing mission work. There is no running water, no electricity, and yet she found a way to tell me happy birthday in the midst of it all. What an inspiration!
Year after year I find myself getting better at this. However, I admit that it is not an easy task. Even though I still get stressed out here and there, I have been trying harder and harder to focus on the things that matter the most: Faith, family, and friends.
On the note of Muster, I am so glad to hear that you attended the ceremony. It is something that is near and dear to my heart as someone that has been a host for the ceremony the past three years. I have been sincerely impacted by the families that I have hosted. It’s truly a reminder of how precious life is!
As my time in Aggieland starts to come to a close, I find myself cherishing all of the traditions that make Aggies so special. Sure, we are a major university and every one of them will have those who drink too much and those who get into trouble, but think of all of the ways that Texas A&M has helped shape us to be upright men and women of integrity. Whether it is saying “howdy” to one another, attending the monthly Silver Taps for our fellow students, standing as the 12th Man each and every game, or reverently attending Muster to honor others in our Aggie family, each and every one of us has experienced something that most will not have a chance to. My experiences here are memories that I will always hold onto and ones that will lead me to visit this special place countless times as a former student.
I love that you chose this topic for Muster and also the day before Good Friday. I think it’s so important for us to hold on to those special memories, as they help shape the path for our furtures. I feel like my time at Texas A&M has gone by so quickly and I have been blessed in so many ways. Just last night I was showing my younger sister’s best friend and her family around campus. We went to Bonfire Memorial, the Academic plaza, and of course the business school. Reading the quotes written on the memorial at Bonfire always brings a tear to my eye but not just because it’s sad but because it’s beautiful. I am so proud to say that I’m an Aggie when I think of all of the wonderful tradiions like Silver Taps and Muster. As I was telling them, it just reminds me that no matter where I go in life I will always be considered a part of the Aggie family. There is no other university like Texas A&M and we are all blessed to say that we are a part of such an amazing school.
I enjoyed reading this entry. I think we all need to be reminded of what is most important in our lives, and that is the people around us and the memories we make with them. I know I always appreciate those people who make a conscious effort to remember my birthday or when I have a busy week of exams coming up, and they send me an encouraging word during that time. It’s a simple act on their part, and reminds me that I have so many people around me who care about me.
It’s time like this that makes me appreciate being an Aggie. Taking time to remember those who we do and don’t know truly bring everyone together and sets our school apart. Once we leave the little bubble we call College Station, memories are all we have left of our college years. I think it’s really important to spend time with those who matter the most, friends and family, throughout this time. Many friends will move away and you will grow far apart, but you both will still share the memories of time you spent together in college. I think time is the best gift that you can give someone; it truly shows that you care and that they mean something to you. We will always remember times spent with them staying up all night for a test, or them lifting you up when you need it the most. Without our friends and family around to support us, we would all crumble.
I love the post above. And as many above me have said, Muster is also my favorite Aggie tradition. A motto that is engraved on many of my personal belongings, including my ipod, is “Always remember”. Whether you are remembering where you have been, how you got there, who you met along the way, or those who came before and gave you the opportunities you have today, we have an obligation as humans to “Always Remember”. To me, Muster is more than just an Aggie tradition. There is a religiousness about it. I too believe it is fitting that it landed on Holy Thursday this year. I also find it fitting that it is opened with a prayer. No other university remembers their former students like A&M. It makes me proud to be here, that no matter what, I will be remembered. Not in an egotistical way, but in a way that people will pray for my soul, that people will pass on the memories they shared with me and teach their kids the lessons we learned in those “adventures”. I am not someone who gets emotional easily, but every year, I come to the brink of tears at Muster. The fact that people are remembered after they are gone, not only by their peers, but by their University as well. The fact that TAMU is a state institution makes this all the more remarkable. I sometimes feel, especially with traditions like Muster, that TAMU is a more Christian school than Notre Dame or other “religious” schools.
What a great article that I wasn’t expecting Dr. Shaub. This post reminds me of my best friend who always seems to remind me of all of the great memories that I have seemed to forget about over time. Every time I see him, we start recollecting all of these great stories and events from the past that a huge nostalgia comes over me every time and I can’t help but smile.
It is crazy how caught up we get in things like chasing the perfect career, performing well on a test, or whatever else we occupy ourselves with. I can spend all day doing something that is a goal that we forget to hold on to the other important things in our lives that create the memories which last forever.
Memories are a key part of my life. Memories represent who we are, as they are the deepest connection to our past. Remembering is reliving episodes in life that show your progress to the present. Memories are a time-line.
For me, I remember my dad buying me my first ball and glove. He taught me how to catch and throw, and I in turn fell in love with the game, turning baseball into my favorite pastime. Another key memory for me is my mom washing my jerseys after practices and games, making lunches all those years, and driving me to all my extracurricular activities. She operated so selfless, as if she owed me something. However, years later I now understand and it is this memory that will lead me to do the same for my own family.
Another important memory of mine is my first job at age 14. My uncles put me in charge of dumpster duty and cleaning the warehouses and bathrooms at their A/C and Heating Company. I learned to sweat, the worth of a dollar, and the true meaning of opportunity. They impressed upon me a work ethic that I had never experienced before, challenging me to do each task to the best of my ability, instilling in me a memory that fuels me when I feel lazy or tired.
Memories are constantly occurring. Like just this past Easter weekend with the family. I got the opportunity to see my grandmother again. She is attempting to beat cancer for the second time. Her resiliency is amazing to me, she never stops fighting. I see her fight cancer and me an ethics test, but it just doesn’t compare. She is the only true angel that I know and someone I strive to emulate. Nevertheless, memories are what drive me, they are what made me, and are what will guide my decisions to come.
Thanks for sharing some of your memories with us, Dr. Shaub.
Everytime I gather with my family, memories come flooding back. Going easter egg hunting with my cousins barefoot. Then spending an hour having stickers removed from my feet. I also remember the last Christmas my grandpa was alive and the tears in his eyes, because he knew it would be his last. I remember how every Thanksgiving there is a fight over the last of my grandmother’s homemade pickles. I remember laying in the center of my other grandmother’s floor, “helping” her get the holiday meal ready. These are just a few memories that I like to carry around with me.
Memories help us to develop into the people we are today. They help shape us and our mindset. You would be suprised the effect that one event in your life can have on the remainder of it.
Like so many other readers of your blog, I couldn’t help but think how fitting this post was since the majority of us were with our families this weekend. I know in my family when we all get together, it turns into story time. Some good stories, some not so good, but it is those stories that help to bring us together. It is sad how we often times get caught up in what is going on in our lives that we fail to take the time to process what is going on and make it a memory. We get consumed in what tests or projects we have yet to finish and before we know it, the moments that we should be focusing on have already passed. Thankfully, we all have somebody who can help us realize that we are moving to fast and missing out on the important stuff, whether that be your parents, teachers, friends, or a girlfriend. Regardles of who it is, it is important to realize that it is our memories, both good and bad, that help to shape us in to whoever we will be down the road.
That was a great post Dr. Shaub. Going back home this weekend brought back a ton of memories for myself. It’s very intersting to me that each Easter is so much alike and so much different from the one before. I feel like we do the same things every year, but each memory is completely different. I guess that’s what you get though when you have a family like mine. Every time I go home, I do the exact same things with my friends. That is, sit outside around my pool and tell funny memories from high school. There’s really not much more I love in this world than doing that. All of my high school friends’ lives are so much different now, so some of the only things we still have in common are the great experiences that we shared together.
To me, memories and relationships are the only things you can always carry with you that will truly make you happy. I think it is important to reflect on memories. Memories are what spark great ideas and are what guide your moral decision making whether you consciously think about it or not. I hope my most important memories are to come, but I have really enjoyed the ones I’ve made so far.
I really enjoyed this article! Growing up my parents always taught me that “It’s the small things in life that matter.” I have learned through my experiences that this is true. When meeting up with old friends we don’t talk about the big events that took place in our lives, but rather the small details of those events. We cherish the people that were there, the laughter and jokes that were told, the embarrassing moments we shared, etc. These are the memories that will last a lifetime. I think a lot of times we get so caught up in the material things of life that we forget to enjoy the small things.
I also really liked that you brought up Aggie Muster. This was my first year to be able to attend and I was amazed at how great the ceremony was, I am proud to go to a University that is so involved in their students lives both when they are in school and once the finish school. It would be easy for the school to just send a card to a family once an Aggie passes away, but they go beyond that by putting on an entire ceremony to remember those individuals. A&M has shown me the importance of going beyond what is expected and remembering those that have made an impact on my life.
Like you, Dr. Shaub, I also attended Muster on Holy Thursday, and I would not trade that memory for the world. This was not my first Muster, but for some reason this year’s stood out to me the most. Maybe it’s because the Muster Speaker had an amazing story of perserverance, maybe it’s because I was surrounded by my closest friends, or maybe it’s because my time here is coming to an end. “You’ve hit the top and are coming down fast,” as my mother likes to tell me. And it’s true. With only one year left to finish out my bachelors and masters, I am “coming down fast.” I can only hope that my memories won’t leave me fast as well. I am nervous about next year, as all of my close friends are graduating and moving to Houston, Dallas, or Austin while I wait it out here in College Station. I guess that leaves me with only one option; to make new friends and new memories while still cherishing the old ones.
I look forward to the day when I can come back on April 21 to hear them “softly call the muster.” I look forward to the day when I can SIT on the alum side as I watch the current students STAND the entire game waving their 12th man towels, well, I guess there are some perks to moving on!
It seems like it is so easy to forget all of the joyous moments in our lives and only remember the ones that were tough and painful. I guess that is why we keep memorabilia all around us to make sure that we remind ourselves of the great times that we have had and that life really is full of joy even though it doesn’t seem like it all of the time.
One of my favorite things about muster is that there isn’t just one ceremony. Although the largest is at Texas A&M, I think it is really cool how Aggies everywhere take initiative and have a Muster ceremony in whatever city, state, or country that they are currently in. This tradition touches so many people’s lives in such a large way that we want to experience it more than the four times while we are in college. We want to participate in the ceremony every year no matter how long ago we graduated or how far away College Station is from where we are currently living.
I believe that memories are a crucial part of the “circle of life”. My friends and family members who have passed away live on through the lasting memories that they have imbedded in my life. Like them, I hope to leave a smile in my friends’ and family’s hearts after my time here is done.
Great blog to ground us Aggies to what is really important during our time here at Texas A&M. Journal entries will be forgotten, but the people we meet here and the experiences we endure together as Aggies will forever be the highlight of our time spent in Aggieland. This is best revealed every year with Bonfire Remembrance and Aggie Muster, which both emphasize that the lives of those around us are what truly matters. This is a lesson that extends far beyond our time here at Texas A&M and should be carried out into the next chapters of our lives. Attending Muster every year is a piercing reminder that organizations, classes, colleges, universities, businesses etc. are merely PEOPLE. This is often forgotten in their triumphs and tragedies; that people are the cause of all of these things and people are what make up any group.
I loved this post Dr. Shaub! Memories are such an important part of our lives and I can’t even count how many times I have told stories to my family and friends or listened to them talk about experiences they have had. There is something very personal about the memories you hold on to and it is a wonderful way to learn more about someone. It can be listening to a co-worker talk about their time at A&M as I did numerous times during my internship or listening your grandma remember what the holidays were like when she was a child. In either case you are exposed to new dimensions of that person and can learn a lot from the memories they cherish.
Just this past weekend my family got together in Houston for Easter and many memories were shared. We talked about almost everything! We laughed as my mom and aunt remembered my cousins and I dressing up to make a Disney princess music video one Thanksgiving. We also told stories remembering the outgoing and fun-loving personality of my cousin, Charles, who passed away this past October. All the while we were making new memories that I know each of us will remember and share with others down the road.
This was a great post Dr. Shaub! There are so many things in this life that leave us as we enter our heavenly bodies. Memories and relationships are some of the only things that will carry with us as we leave this Earth. I couldn’t agree more with you about memories being very important in life. I just got back from visiting my family from Easter and we actually were talking about that because my older brother was pretty stressed about his school work. He realized on Saturday that his school work could wait and that he needed to make some memories with our family who he hadn’t seen in about 6 months because he lives far away now.
The trait that your wife has is truly a gift. I wish I could have a memory of important things like she does. I try and I am getting better but it seems like it is still needing improvements daily because I screw up remembering the important things in life. This post was inspiring to me and I love reading things like this.
I really enjoyed reading this post Dr. Shaub. It brought to mind so many great memories and reminded me of the many blessings that have been bestowed on me. My family and Texas A&M are two of the dearest things to me. Both my parents are Aggies and my sisters and I like to joke that they brainwashed us from birth. We knew the war hymn as soon as we could talk and had no doubt that maroon was superior to all things burnt orange. I remember my first day as an A&M student and being so excited that I was finally a part of what my parents and two older sisters had been. All the hopes and expectations I had for being an Aggie have been far surpassed as I think about all the wonderful things I have been a part of as a student for almost 4 years now. I have cherished all the football games standing for 3+ hours in the blistering heat never giving up on our team, the opportunity to take a picture with Reveille on campus, going to as many Aggie athletic events as possible, and one of my most favorite, attending Aggie Muster. The fact that we are able to remember and truly care about those who have gone before us never fails to move me.
I was able to attend Muster this year at my hometown A&M club in San Antonio for the first time. I was deeply moved by the personal aspect of this muster. To see the family members of those whose names were called out answer “here” and come up to light a candle was like nothing I have ever seen before. I felt privileged to share in this occasion and be there with my fellow Aggies to celebrate the lives of those who had passed. There is something so profound that is only found when Aggies gather, and I think its safe to say that its called the Aggie Spirit.
Memories are such peculiar things. My memories evoke such strong emotions now, but I did not realize their significance in the process of making them. It seems that I get so caught up in seeking the future that I forget to cherish the present. It’s sad to think that a memory can only be relished when the tangible source is gone.
This post is a good reminder to enjoy the present while making memories that can be cherished in the future. Years from now, I want to be able to look back at my time at Texas A&M and know that I invested in the lives of people. And on that day, I hope to have one of those individuals in particular sitting across from me, maybe even on a picnic, who thinks back and agrees.
This year, as I have struggled to put my life into perspective, I have made an effort to put the people that I most cherish as my highest priority. I have let go of the aspiration to acheive perfect grades and instead replaced it with the aspiration to have movie nights with my best friends on a Tuesday because we can. I have realized that weekly phone calls with my grandma are a blessing and not an inconvenience.
We are all susceptible to getting caught up in the everyday monontony of our lives as well as aspiring to be professionals and working effortlessly to acheive perfection. However, both may leave us with nothing in the end. The people we surround ourself with on our walk through life and memories that we make with them are more important than esteem, a good grade on a test, a career, and all worldly riches.
This article it true to anyone where ever they are in life. It is always so important to remember where we have been throughout our lives, and to remember where we are headed. This is a good reminder to me to think of all the positive things that have happened in life. I think so many times people remember all the bad, embarrassing, or sad things that have happened in their lives. They tend to stand out more, but the most important thing is that we learn from the bad memories and remember the those lessons. After this, it is important not to dwell on them, but instead remember the moments that made us laugh or think or learn.
This year I wasn’t able to attend Muster, but I remember the year before when I went. I could see the emotion of the family members of the Aggies that had passed away that year. I have not been in that position, but one day when I am I know that it will mean so much to me to see the Aggie family there in support of the ones that had passed away.
This was such a great post. This article is especially relevant to students because we spend our college career trying to remember the people that we meet everyday, our class schedule, the information taught in class, and all of the moments that we have spent lauging in between. For me personally, I chose A&M for the traditions and through this post I was able to realize that many of the most important traditions have to do with rembering or reflecting. I love that about our school, once an Aggie always an Aggie. I am thankful for a university that chooses to remember its students past and present.
Within Ethics, we have been challenged to think about our futures and our career goals at a whole new level. I have thought about my motives for my career choices and been asked to choose principles that I strive to live by. While I know that remembering all of this information in the future will be difficult, I hope that I will remember my current reasonings behind my decisions. Thank you Dr. Shaub for reminding us to continually keep our perspective on our own personal values.
I couldn’t agree more. It is always great to sit around with friends and family and to remember some of the great times we have had in the past, and I think I actually get more enjoyment from remembering them, than I actually did during the moment. Life is all about the choices we have made, and if we cannot look back and be proud and happy of what we have done, than it takes some of the joy out of life. Memories are also a great way of reminding us who we are and what we did. My memories allow me to carry the deceased with me everywhere I go. They also act as a constant reminder of who I am and what means the most to me.
This article reminded me just how important it is to honor those that have come before me and made an impact on my life. It is important to find a balance of remembering the past and learning from it, but not living there. We live in the now, but the decisions we make in the present and the people we are today are affected directly by our experiences and parents, friends, relatives, pastors, and others who have poured into our lives.
While it is critical to honor those in the past, the article made a great point about using memory in the present. I think it is critical to live an intentional life–to decide how you want to structure your life, what your purpose is, and then living in accordance with that decision. Living intentionally takes a concerted effort, because it is easy to forget people’s names, to ignore hardship, to live comfortably, and to take the easy road. But it is taking the narrow path that, although hard, leads to joy. Love is often characterized as an emotion. And while that may be an element of it, love is also a choice. As I seek to live such a life, I hope that I will be a person who both honors those who shaped me and truly loves people around me enough to concertedly remember them. And by the end of my life I hope to have younger brothers who remember me for the way I was able to shape them.
I really enjoyed reading this post. It made me think of all the wonderful memories I’v had with family and friends. I believe the memories we hold truly shape who you are, and we can definitely learn from them. I’ve looked back at certain times when I would stress about school, grades, gettting the right job, ect. It all seems so minute in comparison to the time we spend with our families and knowing what truly matters in life. Next time I get so bogged down and stressed with school and life, I know I can reflect on the good memories and happy times to put into perspective of what matters most.
Great post. I love sharing or exhanging memories with friends and family, whether they be happy, funny, embarassing (at the time), or otherwise. One thing I especially like about memories is how they can shed light on what has been good in our lives and what we can appreciate. Also, memories serve as past experiences which we can always learn from. Sometimes, it’s good to look back and discover how our personal selves have grown or perhaps changed over time.
I really enjoyed this post. I have always been one to stress out about tests, projects, and quizzes and my Mom always tells me “Don’t sweat the small stuff.” In life, the relationships and memories you have with those you love are what matter most. This past Easter weekend was filled with the telling of old stories from when all of us cousins were kids and all of the fun times we had racing each other to hunt Easter eggs along with other fond memories of our childhoods. It is easy to forget all the blessed memories we have experienced in the moments when we are stressed or worried. We need to remember to be grateful for these wonderful times and take the small troubles in stride.
As for Muster, it is also my favorite Aggie tradition. I love how Texas A&M honors each and every one of its students who have passed and how this tradition truly makes us a family. Muster also honors the 50th reunion class, and we remember with them how life and Texas A&M was for them all of those years ago. While at Muster, we are not only grieving for those who have passed but we are also celebrating their lives and the memories and impact that they have made on the lives of several others.
I enjoyed the post Dr. Shaub. I have always been impressed with your willingness to learn students’ names and truly invest in our lives. That is something I have never overlooked and I guarantee other students do not forget either.
I am one of the lucky ones that was blessed with a photographic memory. All of my memories are in pictures that I can replay over and over again in my head. When people do not remember specific situations or memories, I can become frustrated. However, this frustration has taught me patience and gave me the realization that I am truly blessed to be able to remember as much as I have. You are exactly right when discussing the idea that important events need to be remembered. When people remember certain events it reveals that they value or cherish those things. I will continue to make a concerted effort to remember small details about the people I encounter. These small details pave the way for a deeper friendship that can flourish down the road.
Thank you Dr. Shaub for this post. You mentioned your wife remembers every gift she has given others. I hope you are aware of the gifts that you give students every day. You are a role model, both professionally and personally. When I think back on my time at A&M later in life, I am certain I will remember the impact you had on my time here. You are one of the few professors who calls me by my name, and this makes me feel like a person instead of one of the hundreds in class. Now I try to emulate you and remember the names of others.
In your class, you ask us to write principles for our lives. I know I will use memories of my role models, which include you, in defining my principles of my professional life. Thanks for reminding us to take the time to consider those memories.
A truly wonderful post, Dr. Shaub. It is always nice to take a moment in life to step back and recollect past events. Many people that I have encountered, especially those in the fast paced business world of today, take for granted their memories, preferring to look only towards the future. I have found that this causes them to lose perspective on the present. It is on those occasions when you sit around wth old friends and reminisce all of teh shared expereicnes, both the laughs and the tears, that you truly appreciate the present and where you are. If you are always looking towards where you are going, you will miss out on so many of the little things life has to offer. That is why memories are important to me, they help me to see what I should truly value, and give me a great sense of joy for my life as it stands currently.
This post evokes such joy for some of the most precious things the human life offers. Over the Easter holiday, all of my family came together, and although we had not seen each other since Christmas (some of us since Thanksgiving), it was as if we never skipped a beat. We fell right back into stride, laughing while enjoying a meal together. I realize more and more as all of the grandchildren in my family grow older that our differences in personality and mindset become sharper. But, we will always be bound to one another through all the memories we shared during our childhood and the ones we will continue to make. It is our family tradition that whenever we gather, we go around in a circle and voice one thing for which we are thankful. These times will be some of my sweetest memories. They will tell the story of my family: the good, the bad and the ugly. There are and will always be memories that instantly bring a smile to my face, but there are also memories that will bring back pain. For me, it is the memories that bring back pain that remind me of who my family is, what my family has been through, and how we faced it all together as one unit. I think that is what makes Muster incredibly special. Muster may not be the first memory to bring a smile to an Aggie’s face, but it is the memory of the Aggie family coming together, remembering each member of the family, and what it has meant to each of us to be apart it.
I think it is crazy the things that we are able to remember. I can remember certain things from elementary school, but other things seem to have slipped my mind. We do tend to remember things that impact us and interest us. For example, I tend to remember things I have accomplished through sports because it was such an important part of my life. It is so neat to recall these memories with family members and friends. I experienced these recollections this Easter weekend because when family is together, they tend to talk about “the old days.” These are such great stories to hear and so nice to hear them relive these fun times in their lives.
This also makes me think of Alzheimer’s disease, where their short term memory leaves them and eventually most of their memory is gone. My Grandpa has this terrible disease and it is extremely difficult to understand and deal with. He began to just forget small things, and now does not know who I am or who my mother is. He can still remember certain things from a long time ago, but rarely makes sense when talking about them.
We should appreciate and enjoy the memories we have now, and while we can remember them. I know I will after reading this and after experiencing the disease my grandpa has endured for the last couple of years.
This is a topic in which everyone can relate to. Everyone has had situations and memories to follow that have shaped them into the person they are today. Some are good and some bad but it is important to hold onto these memories and take the most out of them. The ones I remember most occurred around people in which I respect and share a friendship with. Considering we are about to leave College Station and move onto the next stage of our lives makes me remember all the good times I have had here. I feel fortunate to have had the opportunity to attend Texas A&M and could not have seen myself making memories in my college career anywhere else.
This was a very pleasant article to read in between homework assignments for various classes. The memories we have not only shape us into the people we are today, but can support us and show us a path during times of adversity. Much of my ethcal backbone can be attributed to vivid memories I have of my parents making ethical choices. I remember once, when I was about 5, my mom giving a waitress an exceptionally good tip and explaining how going the extra mile in service can be commended. Another memory, when I was about 8, was of my dad not being charged for an item at the supermarket. He did not realize it until he looked at the reciept in the car, but when he did, he turned around and went back to pay for it. These experiences strongly shaped how I view what the correct actions in life should be.
Thank you so much for this post Dr. Shaub! I love to read thoughts that I can sense are truely coming from the heart. The day me and my high school friends departed for college was a difficult one. Growing up with those wonderful people for 18 years provided me with so many great memories but I think I took those friendships for granted. Sometimes you don’t fully understand what you have until it’s gone. I love it when we all go home for the holidays because we can sit for hours upon hours recollecting our favorite times together. These last four years have allowed me to realize the true friendship and love we all had for each other because regardless of how long we’re separated, we can always pick up where we left off as if nothing has changed.
A few years ago one of my brothers went to be with the Lord. This is probably one of the hardest things I’ve had to overcome during my lifetime, however, as time has gone on I’ve come to realize that the best way to deal with it is to recall all the great times we had together. Without memories, we would live in sadness and despair clinging on to the materialistic things in life. I can only pray that I take no life or friendship for granted and cherish every moment with the ones I love!
In many ways our memories make up who we are, and who we will be. We only remember the things that were important to us for one reason or another. It is interesting to look back at the memories that we have, our earliest, and recent ones and ask ourselves why do we remember these things. In one way, those memories were improtatnt. What made them important, and how has that chagned who I am today?
Some of the things that I remember most clearly are when people helped me in a time of need. Those are the things that were improtant, and those are the things that will never leave me. Seeing how the things people have done for me changed who I am gives me a much greater desire to help others when they need it, especially when it takes a sacrafice on my part.
I really enjoyed this article. As I look around my room I feel the same way about the pictures on my wall. They bring back memories of old friends from high school, fun road trips with my roommates, social events on campus and family gatherings every holiday. Most of all they make me take a moment to realize how fortune I am to be surrounded by such amazing family and friends. It also makes me appreciate how far I’ve come as a person in the past few years in college. I have a frame of all the pictures I took when I studied abroad in Europe. A few years ago leaving the country this was just a dream, but I was able to make it a reality. I think it’s helpful for us to take a step back and think about our memories. It will make you realize how truly fortunate you are and the importance of giving thanks for what you have. It’s important to remember your past and where you come from.
The description of your office desk, Dr. Shaub, reminded my of my dad’s desk at his office. Every time I get the chance to visit him at work, I always tell him to update the pictures he has around the office of our family. I try to give him more recent pictures for Father’s Day and his birthday, but for some reason, they never make it to his office. Now, I think this is because he wants to keep those memories of our family trip to the Smoky Mountains when I was 10, or the memory of my first day of 2nd grade, or our father-daughter camping trips. Maybe he just doesn’t want to replace those memories yet with new ones. Either way, I know I have those great, great memories with my dad that I will always cherish.
Muster was yet again such an excellent experience last Thursday. I loved that the ceremony fell right before the Easter weekend. We have so much to be thankful for, and the many speakers at Muster really brought that to light. Thank you, Texas A&M, for reminding us about what is really important in our lives.
This is my favorite post by far because it shows the importance of life. Sometimes I think we all get caught up with the stress of school, organizations, work, our future, being well-liked, money, etc. I myself am guilty of this at times but that is when I step back and put things in perspective–life is much more than these little things we all stress over. It is about relationships, good memories, and spending time with the people that are most important to you.
I have began to see my life change once again as many of my close friends are graduating and beginning new chapters of their lives. Change is not always easy, but change makes me appreciate every moment of my life and reminds me to not take anything for granted. I have learned to enjoy each and every moment for what it is worth because you will never get the chance to relive that moment or get it back. It is important to me to tell my family and friends how much I love them everyday and to spend as much quality time with them as possible. You never know what tomorrow has in store. Life is precious and is truly a blessing, and I love that you can see that.
This quote puts life in perspective for me:
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?â€ Matthew 6:25-27
Dr. Shaub, I loved this blog! It immediately makes me think about my family in Seattle, WA. We are such a close family consisting of my mom, dad, older sister, me, my younger sister, and little brother (the caboose). We lived in Austin for 18 years until my dad got a job offer from Microsoft my freshman year of college and they made the move to Washington. Every time I travel into Austin now I find myself slowly driving by my old house and imagining what the people who live in it now are like. I wonder if they are making the same memories that my family made within it. We have so many great memories inside that house. When we were first looking to sell the property, which sits on an acre of land, our realtor told us we could make more money from the sale if we bulldozed the house and put two properties on the lot. My mom’s immediate reaction was one from the heart. She couldn’t bare the fact of never seeing our home again. A home that she had raised four children in and numerous animals. I loved my mom for this. It would have been heart breaking to never see the house again. So my parents made the decision that money was not worth the memories and everytime they come into town, we always drive by the “old house” on Crestridge.
One of the things that sets the good professors apart from the bad ones is the image of caring for the students. You have embodied this principle more than any other professor I have had during my time at A&M, whether it be inviting the whole Audit class to dinner at your house or simply saying “hi” in the hallway. Its often the small gestures that make the largest impression and are remembered for a lifetime. I agree with you that Muster, above all of the other great traditions at A&M, is the most memorable to me. While sitting in Reed last Thursday, I could not help but think what a special place A&M really is. Very few other schools care for each other the way Aggies do. While I have thankfully never had to call “here”, I could not help but get choked up by Mr. Boenig’s story and realize just how fortunate I have been. How precious life is! As my time nears its end here, I look back on all of my experiences. I remember my classes, organizations, friends, and traditions. I am proud of everything that I have done here and I am proud to call myself an Aggie.
I really enjoyed this post Dr. Shaub. Memories seem to be one of the only things we have when we leave this world and go to the next but what is said for people that have terrible memories, maybe people with Alzheimer’s or Amnesia? Then do the memories become more about the pictures and tangible things that spark these occurrences or does memorabilia not even compare to the original feelings felt?
I, for one, can’t remember earlier then about the 8th grade. I was not blessed with the art of remembering things and can’t remember trips or experiences I’ve had from my childhood. Pictures are the only thing that even tell me about situations from my past, thank goodness my mom had a camera attached to her hand when I was growing up. But the ironic thing is, I can remember horrifying events from when I was as young as 8 years old. The bad memories stuck with me and none of the good ones did. Do you think our ability to remember changes who we are today and how we handle current situations?
What a great and thoughtful article, Dr. Shaub. Memories are so individually unique. They largely live in our minds except for those tangible reminders encased in a picture frame or from a faded scar. I can’t help but think that our memories are the most vivid in times of great change in our lives. It is through these events that change us and mold us into the people we are today. But most importantly, you raised the thought that it is our interactions with others to make them feel important and remembered that is quite possibly the most speaking of who we genuinely are. It’s easy to overlook people when we pass them physically or mentally in our minds. But you’ve demonstrated that doing what’s easy isn’t what matters. Thank you for your reminder to care for others in any way we can. It’s truly not our vocation or location that determines our ability to do so, but our mentality.
I really enjoyed this article, and it comes at a great time. My brother’s 24th birthday was on Easter Sunday, and as always, my mom baked a cake and my sister and I crowded around him for a picture before he blew out the candles. We later looked at old pictures from birthdays past, and found a picture from my brother’s 13th birthday, and the two pictures were almost the same. We had all definitely aged, but the picture was taken from the same angle, my brother was in the same chair, and my sister and I were crouching on the same sides of him. Some of the background has changed, but the core of the picture and our love for one another has remained.
I chose Texas A&M because I felt a deep bond to its traditions, like I was gaining an extended family. Aggie Muster will always be my favorite tradition. It shows us that life tends to slip by us if we’re not careful, and it is important to pause and remember the lives of others as well as our own lives. We tend to get too caught up in our daily life and striving to succeed to remember that investing in people is what makes our lives full and happy. Knowledge of facts is important, but honoring and remembering each other is most important.
This post was a great read, Dr. Shaub. We are not truly gone from this world until there is no memory of us left. I believe that one of the main reasons why we live and strive to succeed is so that the people who we come in contact with will remember us, hopefully in a good way.
I greatly admire your effort to get to know your students on a personal level. There are not a lot of professors out there who would make it their goal to put a name to every face when they have so many pupils every year. Now that I think back to my academic career, I only really remember teachers/professors who connected with their students. I can barely recall some of the names of professors I had during my freshman and sophomore years. Those professors may have been competent at teaching the subject, but that was all they did. Walk in, lecture over a powerpoint presentation in a monotone, dismiss class, repeat. They did not really care about the students, and in return students did not really care about their class.
I guess the Golden Rule is applicable here as it is in so many other aspects of life. While we are alive and well, we must respect and connect with others. In return, we will continue to live on when we are physically gone.
I think this is a good article because it caused me to reflect upon the nature of the memories I hold dearest. I almost never remember those stressful – and seemingly urgent – times in my life when I’m frantically trying to meet some deadline. My most cherished memories almost exclusively relate to quality time spent with the people I love. It is so easy to get carried away with the stresses of everyday life and put the things that really matter (i.e. relationships, service, etc.) on the back burner. I remember learning in one of my freshman classes about how people often place “urgency” before “importance.” Since then, I have learned – and I continue to learn – that it is important to minimize the time we put towards the “urgent” things of life and maximize the time we spend on those things of true importance, because, when it comes down to it, when we die, I don’t think we’ll care too much about the grades we made or the job titles we held; we will care – I think – about what we did with the relationships we had (or didn’t have) and the how we served others.
As I approach my final year at A&M I find myself wishing I could stay a few more years. The memories I’ve made and the people I have met here have helped define one of the greatest times in my life. At times I find myself getting caught up in the stress that comes with school and loosing sight of what truly matters in life. 20 years from now when I look back on my time at A&M I will remember 90,000 Aggies celebrating a win against Nebraska not the accounting test I did less than stellar on. I think college has taught me how to identify what truly matters in life, and to not take anything for granted. In life you leave one chapter only to start another and all you can take with you are the memories you made. Focusing on the wrong things will lead to regrets and a yearning to relive moments that are long gone. As I start my career I plan to keep this in mind and to focus on what truly matters family, friends, and enjoying life so that someday I too can have an office full of pictures and memories.
Thank you for sharing Dr. Shaub, this was a wonderful shift from the normal ethics blog, Muster could not be a more perfect time. It’s sad, but I truly have a terrible memory. I will meet someone (girl or guy) and a second later immediately forget their name.
While my verbal memory is terrible, my other senses always bring me back to very random yet special memories. For instance, I have no idea what cologne my Dad wore when I was a kid. However, if I were to smell it now, I could tell it was his. I can remember the first time I heard Bob Marley’s â€“ Bright Sun Shiny Day. This song played when my family and I took a roadtrip to Florida. Finally, the taste of fried dough brings me back to a time when my family and I went to Water Country, a theme park by my house. While these associations are incredible random (also odd), it is fascinating what my brain recalls.
Sitting at Muster, I couldn’t help but think about the lives these aggies led. Looking down at members of the class of 1961, I wondered what memories they were recalling and all the people that had impacted their lives. I hope that I make it to my 50-year reunion, and I will have led a life I can look back on and reflect on the impactful encounters that matter most.
The thing you said that struck me the most was remembering student’s names. I sit in class everyday, and it astounds me that you remember my name along with the other hundred or so students in the class. I have had many professors and each have had an impact on me in some way or another. Some have been my mentors. Some I respect vastly because of their knowledge, and you, Dr. Shaub, I will always respect for caring about your students.
You are completely right in saying that we have to stop and remember the things that matter to us most. One of the most vivid memories I have is of being in the hospice when my grandmother passed away and of the moment my grandfather and I hugged each other for what seemed like hours and sobbed. That moment I lost someone who was very important to me and yet gained a memory I would never trade for the world. Life brings you to those moments that matter most, and we have to learn to remember what makes us who we are. I will, for as long as I live, remember I am an Aggie and share the memories and traditions of all other Aggies. This university and the many years I have spent hear has become more a part of me than any institution I have been apart of.
Thank you for this blog Dr. Shaub. It was very refreshing and allows people to remember why we are all Aggies.
While reading this I began to recall my own memories of Muster, Ring Day, football games, and even a National Championship. I realized that I also have a significant need to remember the things that matter, but every person has a different definition in her own mind of what these things consist of. The memories I personally cling to are ones of happiness and times that I truly laughed until I cried. Those are the good ones. Those are the ones that make life worth living. Cesar Pavese wrote, â€œWe do not remember days; we remember moments.â€ Twenty years from now I may not remember what I finals I was stressed out about or what issue I was having that caused me to have a bad day, but I will always remember being a student at Texas A&M and being a part of our sacred traditions.
As my senior year of college comes to end, this post brought tears to my eyes. As I am reading this post, I am sitting in the room with my four roommates, who have been my four best friends throughout college and have shaped me into who I am today.To me, a successful lived life is about impacting and truly loving the people I come across daily while living out the plan God wrote specifically for me. As I look back at my past twenty one years of my life, I can count numerous times where one person has impacted me, and how they shaped me in the person I am today. Most of them don’t have a clue the effect they had on me, but it took each one to shape me in the person I am today. I want that same thing for me in other people’s lives. In The Practice of the Presence of God, Brother Lawrence stated â€œCount each day lost as you have not spent loving God.â€ With loving God comes loving his creation. To me, it means loving the people you are surrounded by daily whether it be the worker behind the counter at Blue Baker or the best friend that is having a horrible day. Sometimes, I get so preoccupied with my grades and all that jazz and just want to take a shortcut to the future. I forget to take joy in the big picture and the purpose of why I am doing it. I try to find joy in the little things because joy is so contagious and when you are joyful, you are making people’s days in little ways that you don’t even know. To me, a successful filled life is defined by the lives of people you have truly loved and touched. When I am old and gray, I want to be telling my grandkids crazy stories of fascinating people I have met and the memories I have kept with me, and I can’t wait until that day comes.
As I read your post and was thinking about what comment I was going to make, I couldn’t help but look around my room and notice how many pictures/posters I have covering my walls. I have always been a big picture taker and I think one of the main reasons for this is that I love to hold on to memories of great times I have shared with friends and family. Although the memories would still exist without the pictures, having a tangible substance allows me to reconnect with details of each memory on a deeper level. As I mentioned before, I also have a variety of posters hanging on my wall (mostly posters of some of my favorite bands). I think that listening to music can really being back vivid memories. Just hearing the tune of certain songs can bring you right back to a certain moment. Since I am a dancer I practically live through music and when I find a song that strikes up a memory to me (good or bad) I love to choreograph to it. People have told me how easy it is to connect with my choreography and I believe this is because it stems from a real life event that I try to recreate with my own interpretation. Another thing in my room is a box my best friend gave me when we graduated from high school. She went on to attend Trinity for her undergraduate degree (although she decided to come to ATM to get her masters…WHOOP)! Obviously, it was a hard time for both of us to move on to different schools. But she gave me a box that she decorated with the title “Memories of an Amazing Friendship.” The box was filled with hundreds of wooden squares that she had written inside jokes, fun things we did together, vacations we went on, things we love, things we don’t love, everything you could think of. Although we did remain best friends, I still look back from time to time at the box and can’t help but smile. It’s amazing to look at how many memories are captured in that box, and its also amazing to think about how many more we have created these last four years that we could add to the box. With majority of my close friends about to graduate and move away from college station, I’ve found myself thinking a lot about the last 4 years and how, although they were filled with good, bad, and hard times, I wouldn’t change one thing about them. Every event and memory shapes us into who we are today and memories are something we will always be able to look back on, cherish, and learn from.
Memories is something I have been think a lot about recently. I unfortunately do not have the best memory, there are many things from my past I am unable to remember. Luckily I do still have a year left at school, but for most of my closest friends, they will be leaving here in 3 weeks. I have been tossing around various ways I want to keep up with my college memories in hopes that they will never leave me. I think every thing in our lives happens for a reason, and that everyone person we encounter is on purpose and not random. I am truly thankful for teachers like you and others who take the time to get to know their students. This is not something that is required nor necessary, but it shows us as students that you care that we learn. We are not just a number to you, but a student who is eager to learn.
Muster is one of the most sacred traditions we have here as Aggies. We are blessed to attend a university that values traditions that help up to remember people. People young and old. People we’ve met or those we have not met. All people who are in our Aggie Family. People bring joy to our lives, a joy that cannot be bought or won, but a joy that is freely given through relationships. It is so important that we value the relationships in our lives and cherish each memory we have together.
Wow, this topic really hit close to home for me. Just yesterday as I was sitting in my marketing class of 30 students, the professor who called on everyone’s name but couldn’t even remember mine. I admit I was kind of insulted because I have spoken and volunteered in his class and I haven’t missed a day, so I felt it was the least he could do. Or maybe it was because I felt like I stood out compared to the rest of his cookie cutter blond students. Either way, I really appreciate the time you take to remember each of your 300+ students’ names. I was pretty shocked when I went to your ethics coffee sections and you knew my name and about my parents before I had even introduced myself. It really made me feel special.
The other day I was listening to NPR and they were talking about memory and how it seems you can’t remember stuff as well as you get older. The researchers were saying that while you were young, you were trying new things and experiencing new situations and so they impacted you. But as you get older, you start getting into routines and life starts getting mundane, so you don’t really experience anything memorable. So the researchers were encouraging people to go out and continue experiencing new things and trying (good) things they wouldn’t necessarily do.
I hope that when I grow older, I won’t regret the decisions that I’ve made, and so I thank you for teaching this class to help me make the judgments that I need to in the future.
Our memories and past experiences are what shape us as people. As I was at my grandma’s farm this past weekend for Easter I couldn’t help but remember all the countless memories my family has shared out there. From hunting Easter eggs, to riding horses, to crawfish boils, and hiking, there was always something going on. It is somewhat nostalgic as all of my cousins have gotten older and lead busy lives that it has become very rare for the whole family to come together. However, it is the memories of the years we did spend together that I think help make these holidays that much more special. Although we may not be as close as we once were, the memories we have together give us a bond between each other that cannot be taken away.
Recalling family traditions reminds of the hundreds of traditions we have here at Texas A&M. It may be a shock, but last Thursday was my first Muster to attend in my four years here. Whether I had work, a test, or just didn’t make the time to go, I don’t think I quite understood the impact Muter has. Let me just say, being at Muster has never made me more proud to be a part of the Aggie Family. From the speaker’s recollection of his fateful day that would forever change his life to listening to those say â€œHere!â€ to remember the lives of the loved ones they have lost was truly touching. It made me realize just how short life can be and why it is so imperative to remember what we can and never take life for granted.
This post really put things into perspective for me especially as my time as an undergrad comes to a close. It seems like only yesterday when my parents helped me move into my dorm and drove off for the first time. That is something I will never forget because it felt like that was the first time on my own. The friends, colleagues, and professors, I have met over the course of my college career, have changed my life forever. I like how people say it is hard to describe Aggieland to others; you have to experience it for yourself. This is extremely true, and I feel I have had the time of my life here at Texas A&M and it is something I will carry with me for the rest of my life.
Great post Dr. Shaub!
Memories are the greatest gift we have, as they allow us to hold on to timeless moments and relive them. I still remember some of my favorite moments as a child, and I think it is important that everyone make a list of memories they cherished while growing up.
There are two things in particular I find fascinating about our recollection of the past. I find it fascinating that we tend to remember the moments in our life where we felt really good, perfect almost. If we didn’t feel absolutely perfect on that day, we only remember the good stuff and the memory becomes perfect. We don’t usually hold on to memories that hurt us, unless those memories shaped us. Why is it that we remember the good and forget the bad? Is that how we protect ourselves? The knowledge of sad events is still in our brain, but we never dig deep enough to scoop up the memories we want to forget. Memories are also learning tools. We all have a situation where we wish we could go back and do just one thing differently. I guarantee we will remember the pain we felt by omitting one small detail and will be sure to never repeat the same mistake again.
The other thing I find fascinating about memories is how we use them to paint a picture of stability and a picture of who we are. I don’t think human beings embrace change very well, and when change becomes imminent we tend to fall back on our memories of the good old days we cherished. This is how traditions are formed, be it the unique traditions at Texas A&M University or simple family traditions. We hold on to things that have been passed down through our family or given to us as gifts because they remind us of where we came from and who we are. The fact is that we all crave for some kind of stability in our lives and memories are a perfect conduit to successfully achieve the stability we seek. The way we remember things and the things we choose to never forget shape who we are in the present, and provide insight into what we’ll do in the future.
Memories are absolutely vital to who we are. It’s the memories that make up how we will react to certain situations. They are also the things that are most important to us which is the entire reason that we remember them. Whether good or bad, we will draw on those circumstances and use it to make decisions going forward. This is one of the best way to use memories, is to remember them to learn from them. The effort that you put in to remembering all of us is absolutely awesome. It is rare that you find a professor willing to put in the time to really know his students. It really does make an impact on how I approach the class and what I get out of it. It is surprising how that small of a thing can make such a big difference. It goes back to how you interact with people as well. If you make an effort to remember what is going on in people’s lives then they will notice.
Memories involve people and people affect life. I have memories from elementary school teachers, fifth grade Sunday school classes, soccer coaches, inspiring teachers, instrumental friends, and loving parents. These people poured their lives into mine whether for an hour once a week or for forty hours a week or for every minute of their lives since they knew I existed. I am so thankful for the way God shaped each one of those people and their obedience to use their gifts to help others.
Sometimes it baffles me how in the middle of my day I can become so self consumed. Worrying about my to do list or other little things, that although important are not eternal. This makes me stop to think about the people I know I influence and the people I do not realize I influence. Am I helping to shape them into the person God has designed for them to be? This also makes me think of my conversations, coffees, and road trips. Am I seeking to love the people around me in order to show them God’s love and create memories that will shape them?
Most of my cherished memories are from people who poured their lives out for others. They put their needs and desires aside in order to pursue people. I hope that one day I am known to the people I come into contact with as someone who they created memories with that shaped their lives to chase hard after God, but I do not need to wait to become this person. My goal today and for all the rest of my days is to strive after becoming a person after God’s own heart which includes loving His people well.
I really enjoyed reading this blog Dr. Shaub. Memories and tradition are a huge part of my life, and are one of the reasons why I chose A&M. There is no other University that cares about its students as much as A&M. It really is a magical place when you stop and think about it. I also appreciate the time you take to remember everyone’s name. It seems like such a small gesture, but it really shows a big sign of respect. It is something that I am now going to make a point to remember the name’s of the people I come into contact to show them the same respect when I see them later in life.
Memories allow us to go back to our favorite times and places even when we can not physically be there. Going home this past weekend for Easter reminded me of all the great times spent at home with family and friends. As my family has moved from place to place, and is about to move again, it is the memories that allow me to appreciate and remember each place I have lived in the past and how it is influenced my life to this point. Memories are very special as well since they allow us to reflect on those that meant so much to us that are no longer with us. The memories of my grandfather are very important to me. He taught me so much about doing the right thing and value of hard work.
Muster is also one of my favorite Aggie traditions. Transferring from another school, Muster exemplifies the attitude that really drew me to Texas A&M. That is the attitude of family. There is no other school that comes together like A&M.
Memory is one of my most cherished abilities. My ability to remember helps me not only in a school aspect, but in building close relationships with my family and friends. My great grandmother has recently endured some damage to her short term memory. A close family friend has been fighting cancer for almost ten years, and he just survived his bone marrow transplant and is cancer free; however, it cost him his memory. The ability to remember is undervalued and taken for granted by most people, including myself.
I am a fourth generation Aggie, and have always highly appreciated Aggie traditions. My great-grandfather, Colonel Louis E. Holder, is the one who started it all, and he was honored at this year’s Aggie Muster. It was very special for me and for my family full of Aggies. I owe thanks to all the students and faculty who honor and respect Aggie Muster, because that is what makes the night so special.
I was really moved by this blog entry. I think memories provide a way for us to connect the past and the future. They also keep us grounded to remind us where we have come from, who we are, and also give us a sense of where we are going. Although they may not all be pleasant, and I’m sure there are some things we would like to forget, I believe that every memory serves a purpose. They help mold our internal values and help us appreciate the simple things.
For instance, I have vivid memories of my great aunt who used to babysit me. Every afternoon after lunch and the Price is Right, I used to sit by her feet and listen to her read the newspaper and the Bible. She would spell out almost every single word before she pronounced it. It taught me to value knowledge and education. I could barely read at the time, so I used to linger on to every spelling anticipating the final product. I don’t even think she finished school past the 6th grade, but she sought to understand everything she ran across. Well into her 70’s and 80’s, she was still humble and eager to learn. This memory keeps me grounded, focused, and determined. I attribute it to all of who I am today.
Amy, that’s impressive that your great-grandfather, Colonel Holder, and your great-grandmother were married for 69 years! That is a life that should be honored!
And Altonette, I can definitely see your great aunt’s influence in your life.
This article reminds me of one of my favorite country songs: “Photograph” by Charlie Robison. In the song he talks about how a simple photograph with people will bring a smile or laugh even if you don’t remember what was going on in the picture or even how you felt.
Memories will last a life time but only if you want them to, and your wife has a good point about remembering things that should be remembered. I feel like I can learn something from her wisdom. Maybe instead of remembering people who hurt me and holding a grudge, I should try to remember the good times (if any…) I have spent with them.
I also agree that Aggie Muster is the greatest tradition we have here, possibly the greatest tradition of any university in the U.S. It truly makes me proud to be an Aggie each and every time I attend.
My brief time in your Ethics class this semester has been truly enjoyable. I can’t describe to you the shock I experienced when, on the second day of class, you called me by name. Your commitment to learning each student’s name proves that you really do care. At a university the size of Texas A&M, it’s easy to feel like I sometimes get lost in the crowd. Such is not the case in your class. Thank you so much for all that you have done to make me feel valued and important.
As for this week’s post, I have found myself growing exceedingly nostalgic lately as my time at Texas A&M draws to a close. Even though I still have another year to go, I’m beginning to count down my “lasts” as a student – last football season in the student section, last summer of freedom, etc. It’s certainly a bittersweet time. But I’m comforted by the thought that the memories I’ve made over the past four years will always be with me. In addition, I know that many great memories are still to come as I embark on my new life in San Antonio.
Thank you again for caring. I had heard great things leading up to your class about the type of person (and professor) you are. I can say in the most sincere way possible that I couldn’t agree more.
This is my most favorite post of yours Dr. Shaub! I too treasure my memories and more so when I had my son over 3 years ago. The weird thing is that you sometimes take advantage of your memories and the things you have until something drastic happens. I have had 2 events in the last 2 years of my life that have shaped my appreciation for memories. One of them was losing my cousin who is the same age as me. We did not talk much over the last couple of years before his death because I was busy here with a family and he was busy in Texas State being a crazy college student. We were just starting to talk again when it happened. This was such a drastic eye-openner for me because I have such a small family, and I find every chance now to spend time with and make memories with everyone of them.
My other event that shaped this appreciation was when my laptop was stolen last year. It contained the first 2 1/2 years of my sons life in photos, most of them was the only copy I had. Something about losing photos brings a sick feeling to me. I lost his entire second birthday and most of his first year. I felt like I lost part of him, memories that I only have in my mind now. Photos really help you keep memories and I never fail to have my camera with me ready to make more. However, now I keep multiple copies of them.
I agree entirely. I also think that it is important for us to remember others for our sake as well. They shape your values, and teach you important lessons about why people act as they do. You learn what brings people joy, and what frustrates them. This is important when making everyday decisions. If someone is important to you, you must remember what others would want. Otherwise, good intentions become nothing more. When you consider past experiences, you may be able to positively influence future memories.
Wow. I quite enjoy the flow of this blog. Thank you for the raw and honest writing.
I have often said that scripture memory is so under-rated, as I have personally experienced the random “help” the memorized words provide at times. I never cease to be amazed at how gracefully and ironically our God seems to bring His words to our minds when we actually take the time to meditate on them. I have found, however, that the realization is easy, but actually making that effort is much easier said than done. So, first of all, I am so encouraged by your wife’s dedication to the Word she loves. It is certainly an appreciated conviction.
Also, you are absolutely right when you say that it is important to people to be remembered. The amount of socializing and networking that happens in this day and time makes “remembering” extremely uncommon. I believe everyone notices that person who pays enough attention to remember even a name. The difference it makes to ME definitely makes me want to care enough about others to go that extra mile.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for all of the connections in this post. Thank you for recognizing what matters to people and for taking the initiative to act on that knowledge. I am humbled by my experience in your class and in your presence thus far. So thank you for caring. Thank you for remembering.
As I have grown, my dad has always made it a point to express to me and my siblings how simply remembering the names of people you meet is a great skill. It always impresses them to see that, even if you have only met for a short time, you still knew them. It gives them a feeling of importance and of greater respect for you. In general, though, remembering our past is one of the best things we can do. It has often been said, “In order to know where we are going, we must know where we have come from.” The experiences and people we meet throughout our lives are what shape us. If we do not take the time to remember them, cherish them, and learn from them, we will spend our lives in an endless loop.
This was a beautiful post Dr. Shaub. I really appreciate your willingness to share your life with the class, even the things that you struggle with.
I am impressed that you can remember all of your students names, but I think that only scratches the surface of how much you care about your students. I remember last semester when you had dinner at your house, I commented on the sketches of your children and you asked if drawing was something I was interested in. You asked as though it was the most important thing you could possibly be talking about at that moment. I was touched, and a little shocked that you cared about my hobbies and my life and not just my test grades (which was really, for the most part, the only topic I had discussed with a professor before).
I am also really touched about the way you talk about your wife. My parents got divorced when I was three, so the idea of marriage makes me a little nervous. It is encouraging to see a couple that is not only surviving, but thriving (or so it seems).
I could go on, but for fear of being ostracized by my peers I won’t! 😉
Very well written. Even at 22 years old I find my self reminiscing about past experiences. Some joyful others I’m not so proud of. Each and every day I will try and make choices I can be proud of forever.
I loved reading this blog! It is full of truth, and shows your true personality – a man who is genuinely in love with his family. I feel that is is crucial to reflect on your past and your memories to stay true to your self. It would be interesting to look at your life through the lens of someone else so see how others view your actions. I am a firm believer that past behavior is the perfect indicator of future behavior.
I also agree that it is crucial to remember things that matter. I have a bad habit of remembering pointless facts – what people wore to an occasion or what music was playing – rather than what may have actually happened at that event. My parents emphasized the importance of looking people in the eye, having a strong handshake, and remembering others by name. It makes people feel cared about and loved when someone simply smiles and them and addresses them by name. I am not sure about you, but I would love to bring joy to someone’s life by simply “remembering” them.
Like many other Aggies, Muster is one of my favorite traditions. I am proud to attend a university that honors and remembers the ones who have gone before us. Memories are one of the most important things in life because they shape who we are. With the daily stress that we all face, I agree that it’s difficult to focus on the significant things to remember. It’s important that we take the time to remember the little things that matter, such as someone’s name or birthday, rather than things that are meaningless in the long run.
One of the most important parts of Texas A&M is remembering the past. I want to commend you for being able to remember everyone’s name. I have often thought to myself how challenging it would be to try to remember student’s names. Remembering names is a skill, and I should really try to develop this skill. It’s extremely important to people to be remembered. I know that it’s important to me.
Memories can make us happy, sad, or angry. They can give you confidence or kill your confidence. I know that memories have affected me in all these ways. Memories can drive you to achieve great things. They are so important to your life. Your memories of people, places, or events are sometimes all you have of that moment. They mean so much, and they really make you who you are.
Great post Dr. Shaub
Great post Dr. Shaub! This was a great post for Muster and also for many of us with friends graduating college. It is weird for me to think that if I wasn’t in PPA that I would be graduating in just a few short weeks. Watching my roommates pack up their rooms and our apartment that has been our home for the past two years is hard to see. We have made many memories in our apartment and not just on days like Ring Day, but just on days we all studied together at our kitchen table until wee hours of the morning. I think it is these memories that really shape who we are as a person for the rest of our lives. I think we all need the experience of roommates, living on our own, cooking our first meal without our parents in the other room, and dealing with difficult issues. It is these things that really make us who we are in the future, and I think it is a strange reality for those about to graduate. We have lived so long with the comfort of knowing our parents are there in to bail us out of trouble and fix our problems, but as of May 14th for many, they will now be out in the real world. I think it is the memories that we will remember from college especially that will keep us sane in the most difficult times that will surely face us all in the very near future.
I agree this was a great post. I have always seen my memories as something that keeps me grounded. Memories remind me of where I come from, the things that are truly important to me, and the people who truly care about me. They can show you the times that you were happy, and they can teach you lessons that prevent you being sad.
This post couldn’t have had more appropriate timing! As mid May gets closer, it feels like change is in the air for everyone. I happen to be among the few members of the class of 2011 that get to stay for another year, but as more of my friends’ post-grad plans come together we get increasingly more nostalgic. We all joke that we are getting â€˜sentimental in our old age’, but I think we are really just growing to appreciate the memories we have made during our time at A&M. It is all of those memories lumped together that helped produce the people we are today.
I’ve always heard the phrase â€˜To know where you’re going, you have to know where you’ve been’, but until recently I didn’t really understand its significance. As I write this I can see pictures on my desk that are already four years old, but feel like they were taken yesterday. The weirdest part â€“ I can also see a picture of my first ballet recital that is almost 20 years old, and that doesn’t feel that far off either. I hope as many of us embark on the next chapters of our lives, that we hold on to the people and events that helped compile our own personal journeys and have the foresight to provide a foundation of valuable memories with others.
This is a great topic for a blog Dr. Shaub because it had such a quick effect on me. Before I could even start writing I called my parents to see how they were. The memories that we create together have such a strong pull on us to be surrounded by those we love most. I love to be surrounded by pictures and mementos. A clock for example can be a clock to just about anyone else but to me it’s a story and a connection to my grandmother from when I was barely six years old. These treasures tell our story and are constant reminders of a life worth living.
That was a very powerful post. I think that clearly experiences help shape us into who we become, and once in a while we all need to just sit back and remember the things that brought us to where we are. Just five years ago I was finishing my Junior year in high school in the heart of Mexico, thinking I would go on to study architecture. A lot has changed for me since then. I think memories serve two purposes: learning, and honoring. As much as we can learn from our (or others’) mistakes or successes, sometimes memories are just about thinking fondly of others, and looking back on their lives. The reason I love Texas A&M is that we are a school that runs deep with traditions and memories. We do remember what others have done for us, and we express those memories through events as powerful as Muster.
This is a very touching and well written blog! I can honestly say that I have never had a teacher that has cared so much about his students, and I just want to say thanks, Dr. Shaub. I’m still shocked that you know all of our names! It really does have a huge impact on each and everyone of us that you truly take the time to get to know us.
Being young and naive, it’s easy for me to sometimes forget about what really matters in life. The single biggest influence in my life is my younger brother, Ryan, who has Cerebral Palsy. I’ve never heard him blame anything that he can’t do on his disability and always has a smile on his face. It’s amazing the things that he has accomplished in his life and is such an inspiration to me. Whenever I think I’m going through a tough situation, I feel selfish because I know that it’s nothing compared to what he has to deal with on a daily basis. I’ve learned from him to cherish every chance you get to spend time with family and friends.
It completely blows my mind that in a little over a year I will be graduating from college and moving on to the next chapters of my life. It’s exciting yet scary, but no matter what happens in my life I will always be able to look back at my time at Texas A&M with a smile in rememberance of all the amazing times I had with all the people that I love. I appreciate my family and friends more than words can express. Memories last forever!
I really liked this blog. I feel that sometimes we get so caught up with trivial worries of a college student that we often forget what is most important to us. I always enjoy being at home with my family and just sitting around the kitchen table laughing as we reminisce on the great times we have had in the past. Forming lasting memories is an important part of our lives as it provides us with experiences that we can learn from and a way to see how we have grown as individuals.
As I’m approaching the end of my senior year of college, I find this post so applicable. Though I’m not graduating myself, things are still changing. Friends are graduating, my involvement in some organizations is coming to an end. and I am realizing that I have only one year left as a student here. I find that this makes me more sentimental.
I have always been the sentimental one in my family and in college, but this brings it to another degree. When things are changing or coming to an end, it reminds us to take advantage of our opportunities and cherish the time. I wish I had this mentality always, but I find that this brings me to reflect on the past four years and the experiences of which I have been a part and the people who have made an influence on my life. What a great experience it has been. Muster is always a reminder to cherish life and be thankful for what we have – friends, family, and a community like Texas A&M.
I agree with this blog and all the comments written after it. However, I don’t want to overlook the blessing that it is to forget things every now and then.
In 4th grade, my mother was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. For the next few months, it was impossible to forget the painful disease that was depriving my mother of life. Fortunately, for the past 10 years, my mother has lived a healthy life as a cancer survivor. For the first few months after she was rid of the cancer, my mom would describe everything as “firsts” after the cancer was over. Now, it’s something we celebrate annually at the most.
We want to remember the things that matter to us, but for all of us, there are painful memories that we have in large part forgotten, or would like to forget. I thank God everyday for the memories I made and the blessings they are, but every now and then, I thank God for forgetfulness as well. I believe it is, ironically, the least remembered blessing in disguise.
This has been one of my favorite posts to read! The idea of memories is something that I hold very dear to my heart. I have begun to especially realize their importance over the last couple of years as I have watched my grandpa battle Alzheimer’s disease. In the beginning it started with him forgetting where he had put his keys or what he had eaten for dinner the previous night, but quickly more and more memories began to fade. As I watched him begin to lose his memory, I noticed the types of memories he was able to hold on to. It wasn’t ones that entailed working late hours or studying for tests or paying bills. The memories that his brain allowed him to keep were those involving my grandma and the times he had with my dad as a little boy, and the weekends my sister and I would come to visit him while growing up. I believe that the memories the brain yearns to hold on to the longest are a testament to what we value most in our life.
This is an important thing to remember as I begin my last week of the spring semester. While right now it feels like the stress of tests and projects and ending the semester with good grades is of the most importance, this post has served as a reminder to me of what truly matters.
Awesome post Dr. Shaub! After reading your article, I reflected on the memories I have made over the years and the people I have met; and I found myself smiling, feeling very blessed to have surrounded myself with some truly amazing people. Like many other people, in these memories I never thought about studying for an exam, launching my career, or some other issue I believed to have been the end of the world at that moment. Rather, the focuses of the memories are the â€œpermanentâ€ things in life, like the people we love! When I think back on all the challenges I have faced in my life, it was never the material things that got me through it; it was those great people I have surrounded myself with! Its crazy to think that it’s the collection of all your memories of life’s journey that got us where we are today. Being able to remember your experiences, whether good or bad, is truly a blessing, for these memories are what have made us who we are today.
In a way I feel as though memories shape us. They define where we have been, and the people that have helped impact who we are today. My senior year of high school my dad told me to enjoy every minute of it because it was going to fly by. At the time I did not believe him because Saturday 8am basketball practices seemed to drag on forever. But, like most things he tells me, he was right.
With senior year coming to an end and a lot of my friends graduating in less than two weeks, I have been reflecting a lot on the memories we have shared these past four years. My friends and I spent this past weekend laying out, watching moving (and the royal wedding of course), and just enjoying each other’s company. Of all my four years of college, those three days have been my favorite. Honestly, I can’t explain to you why this is other than that there was minimal drama, and it was just us. Because we have realized that we will be parting ways soon, we have soaked up every free moment we have left.
It is odd the things do and do not remember throughout your life. They may or may not be the most important things that happened during your life, or the most memorable of moments, but each memory we cherish makes us unique. My earliest memory was the first time I wrapped a house. My mom gave my toilet paper roll to my brother, which of course made me start crying. I remember the Reddi Whip fights we would have in the Guadalupe River every summer growing up. I remember my cousin’s birthday where I spat a wad of chewed up bread on her untouched birthday cake as she was trying to blow out the candles. My dad still likes to tell that story every family birthday party. I remember where I was when I found out about 9/11; I was standing outside my science classroom in 7th grade. I remember the last time I saw my grandmother at our Pi Phi Dad’s weekend freshman year, and how she would not share any of her Rudy’s chocolate pudding at dinner. I remember my brother calling me to tell me he was going to be a dad, and the night my nephew was born. These memories probably do not mean much to an outsider, but to me, they partly define who I am.
This was a great post Dr. Shaub. Today I went to a scholarship picnic, and all of the seniors gave a quick speech about their accomplishments and career plans. As I sat listening to their speeches, I couldn’t help but reflect on my time spent at A&M. It seems as if time is flying by so fast, but there are still so many things that I want to get accomplished. Events like Muster and Silver Taps remind me of how precious life is and that we should live each day to its fullest because we never know which day will be our last.
One of the speakers at the picnic told the crowd to never forget our pasts and how we arrived at our present. I believe that my past experiences are events that still affect most of my decisions today. The day that I stop looking back will be the day that I stop moving forward.
For me, memories serve as an inspiration. Memories of my grandfather drive me to work hard at everything I do. He loved his job and put every ounce of his being into doing it well. Growing up, my parents were so actively involved in my life, it inspires me to eventually be equally caring and loving in my children’s lives. These are just a couple of examples of memories that define who I have come to be as a person. Regardless of whether a memory is pleasant or not, I think it shapes us. Either we remember an experience fondly and seek to replicate it, or we reminisce with disdain and seek to prevent something similar from happening again.
There are so many great comments on this particular blog entry. It is interesting to see what personal memories mean to each individual, and I think we can learn a great deal (much like reading each other’s WERSs) from one another. A couple of things I have personally taken away from the comments alone: Memories can provide perspective and ground us in certain situations. Sometimes, memories are painful, and forgetfulness can be a blessing.
Such a great post Dr. Shaub! It’s funny, I’m one of those people who remembers lots of little random things about people, like birthdays. But I also know how easy it is to forget things. I have traveled to around fifteen countries, and it’s funny what places I remember and which ones I don’t. Some places I remember like it was yesterday, or at least parts of the trip. But I also look back at pictures of buildings and monuments and wonder, “What was that again?”. Some of the trips I kept a journal, and those are the ones I remember best. I recommend that to anyone who travels or really wants to remember something; pictures are helpful, but reading what I did each day and the names of the places I went helps me remember so much more.
These memories make me smile, but they also make me realize how much I have grown. And it is so weird to think that everything we are doing in college now will soon just be memories. It is important to hang on to every treasured moment we have with family and friends, and remember that anything stressing us out or bothering us will soon become memories and fade away. Thanks again!
One thing that I love about A&M is that it never does forget its students, whether past or present. No one likes to think that they will one day be forgotten, becoming one of those people even time seems to forget. Building memories with someone is one of the nicest acts you can do. It means you are special to me, you make me happy, you are important. I am one of those people that cannot remember a birthday for my life, but ask me about any conversation we have had, whether serious or silly, and I will remember. I think when you get to know someone, you find out how they show that they care. Memories really are one of God’s greatest gifts!
That was a really enjoyable read, Dr. Shaub.
This reminds me of my grandmother’s funeral, when my family – in particular my father – was cleaning her apartment after the funeral. We found nearly every thank you card, birthday card, or any other card she could have possibly received from friends, family, and acquaintances she only met once in this drawer underneath her desk. There were hundreds. It really touched my dad, and from that point on I’ve made sure to send thank you notes for gifts or meetings, and send birthday cards to my friends and family. It’s similar to your “ethics kudos:” little things like a note can go a really long way for people.
Of all the teachers that I have had since I have been at A&M You, Dr. Shaub, were the fastest to earn my admiration. I walked into your office after my first class with you and told you my name one time. The next day you recognized me in the class of a couple hundred and called me by name. While I do not expect everyone to have your memory it would be nice if all teachers cared about their students and their profession as much as you.
I noticed that in some people’s replies they talked about how we tend to remember the things that greatly affect us, and those things that we find important. If this is true then maybe bad memory is really just the sign of an unfulfilling life. We should try to create moments every day that we have no trouble recalling.
This post was awesome Dr. Shaub. Memories are truely very important not only to helping us remember the past but they also play an important role in shaping how we make decisions. Collectively all the memories that we have acquired over our lifetimes, help to shape the decisions that we make in our everyday life. If we have memories of similar situations when we are faced with making a decision, those memories help us in how we will act. Memories both positive and negative help to define who we are.
In reading this I found that I am glad that I met you in the part of your career where you want to connect more with your students. I understand that it must be difficult to remember names, but I know experiences with others are what make it easier. It is funny how different people’s memories work and the kinds of things each of us hold close to our heart. It is refreshing to have a teacher that finds his students are worth embracing. I am glad that my ethics course is taught by someone who is able to lead by example. Letting us into your home last Thursday shows an incredible commitment by both you and your family to leaving a lasting impression. You have been able to connect with us on a level far beyond that which is required of you.
Thank you for taking the time to show us your world. You will be a part of my memories for many years to come.
I loved this post this week and I enjoyed reading about your special memories throughout your life. I also attended Muster a couple of weeks ago. It is always a somber, yet joyous gathering. As a fourth generation aggie, I have been to Muster my whole life, in Texas, California and Louisiana. I can remember back to Muster in 1997 in Katy, TX. My grandfather, also an aggie, had passed away the previous winter. My mom stood at the front of the room with tears in her eyes as she answered here for my grandfather. It was a special moment that I will remember forever. Being a part of Aggieland makes you a part of something bigger than yourself. I have so many aggie relatives and have seen the impact this school has made on my family for years. I am excited to see how this University will continue to grow and how I can stay involved after my graduation.
This post struck me really hard, mostly because I just had a conversation with my mom last night about fond memories we had when I was younger. It was nice reminiscing about these memories, but it also made me a little sad because it’s been difficult for me to go home and visit my parents with such a busy schedule. Looking back on these wonderful memories really made me realize that it shaped me into the person I am today. The times I have had here at Texas A&M have also had a wonderful impact on my life because I met my best friends, loving boyfriend, and influential teachers who changed me for the better. It’s very soothing to know that I have a whole life ahead of me that can go in any direction. This is a little scary, not knowing what is going to happen, but knowing that I will always have those times in my childhood and here at Texas A&M makes it all worth it. Memories are the most precious item to have, and are completely priceless.
Our memories shape who we are, and influence our future actions. Some memories are trivial, and leave us wondering how our brain managed to hold onto such information: Idiosyncrasies about family or friends, or perhaps a joke someone told us. Other memories represent things that made a particular impression on us: Important events, losses, failure, and success. Altogether, a brilliant collage that gives us a background, and gives us perspective on where we want to go.
It is important for us to take time to reflect on memories because they make us realize that which is truly important. This realization is integral to our development, and to our happiness. Once we identify the things that are important to us, it becomes easier to ignore things that might otherwise cause stress or discomfort. While our memories may not always be happy, they can certainly lead us to happiness.
This post is extremely well written, in my eyes. It did make me tear up a bit! I am almost lost for words. I think you are such a magnificent family man and husband. The stories I hear from you or reading your blogs about your family makes believe that you are truly sincere in everything you do and are just such a good role model and man. Some of my fondest memories are with my family, and I even love going back and watching home videos of a simpler time. They always seem to bring a smile to my face.
Muster is one of my favorite traditions at A&M, and it is about remembering and celebrating those lives of the ones that are no longer with us. Though it may be a mournful time, I also see it as a happy time to come together as a family, the Aggie family.
The many memorable traditions were what drew me to Texas A&M. I knew that a school focused on remembering the great accomphlisments of the past could only mean that there was great potential for its future. We learn from our past, which means we learn from our memories. Our memories shape who we are and make each and everyone of us unique. The great thing about memories are that we can choose to remember the best ones and learn from the worst. Without memories, we would have no recollection of the ones we love, or our years growing up, or our great accomplishments. They have such an impact on who we are and will become. I am blessed to have so many great memories from growing up and look forward to the many memories to come.
I really enjoyed reading this post. It reminded me of my own memories I have experienced here in Aggieland. Looking back at my college years, I can say my time here has been well spent and I honestly have no regrets. Its those memories and experiences, the good and the bad, that has allowed me to grow and mature into the adult I am today. I have met so many amazing people and built strong long lasting relationships with my friends here at Texas A&M, and its unfortunate that time does not stand still. We all eventually have to graduate and move on to start the next chapter in our lives. We may not always be together, but the memories that we made with each other will always be with us, and that is something I will be able to cherish for the rest of my life.
It’s strange to think how some memories stick with us as time passes while others don’t. We all have such different minds with different capacities for remembering certain things. It doesn’t always make sense why we remember some things and forget others, but I agree that the most important and significant moments in our lives (good or bad) are not easily forgotten. Memories are a great tool for learning from past mistakes and keeping track of our successes as we progress through our lives.
Dr. Shaub, I know we all appreciate the effort you put forth in getting to know your students and taking a sincere interest in our lives. I think it’s great that you go above and beyond what’s required of you to do things you know are important and meaningful to others. We should all be so selfless!
What a good reminder to remember to take time and put these special events in our lives into our memory. I know I often just let things pass me by without taking the time to appreciate them, mostly because I’m too concerned with what is going to happen next. It’s easy to forget down the road we will look back and reminisce about our time spent here, so we should make the most of it.
I like that you brought up that you try and remember students names. There are not many professors that make that effort. I’ve always enjoyed your class because it doesn’t feel like you’re talking to a room full of students, but a room full of people that you actually care about. It really comes across in your teaching and makes everyone want to learn and to listen to what you have to say.
This post really got me thinking about some of the memories that I have made in my life. It really helps to put in perspective what has been important in my life. Sometimes the things that you think are most important at the time such as a football score or how many points you score in a basketball game, don’t leave the lasting impact you thought they would. At the same time some of those events you don’t plan on being important have the longest effect. Throughout college I have made memories with some of my best friends doing nothing but hanging out and watching TV. This just helps to remind me to really enjoy those moments especially with all my friends that are getting ready to graduate and leave.
I’ve always prided myself on being able to remember certain details. A favorite activity of mine is finding random quotes to fit a given situation. It is this ability to remember minute details about a plethora of things that I think inspired my wife to tell me she thinks I’m smarter than her. For the record I disagree, but that’s another topic. We each have certain ways to remember things and no two are the same. For some we internalize these memories and let them influence who we become. Others may take pictures and use them to reflect on who we were, where we’ve been, or what we’ve experienced. Neither takes precedence, it just depends on our processes. It was my wife’s preference for pictures that inspired her to start taking snapshots of our home this past weekend, despite living there for almost 2 years. People always say you’ll remember when “this” happened or where were you when this happened? Don’t overlook the impact of a restful moment, wandering mind, and reflectful spirit.
Memories are a collection of our past experiences, and whether they are good or bad memories, we should call upon them when making decisions. We need our memories to remind us what is important and keep us grounded. It is easy for us to get caught up in the hustle and bustle of modern society, but we must never forget who we are or where we came from. By staying true to our roots, we will ensure that we learn from our mistakes and become better people in the future.
I have been told that I have a great memory and people are often impressed by it. The best part about memories is when I can recall something joyful and it can still bring a smile to my face. I hope that I can keep that trait until I’m gone. I have a family member who also has an amazing memory filled with such historic events. She lived in London during World War II, and her husband fought in the war as well. I just love listening to real life accounts of what she went through. Even though he is not with us anymore, his memories live on through the people he shared them with. I could read books or watch movies, but nothing tops hearing it from someone who was actually there.
I find it difficult to take time to reflect on memories. It takes a conscious effort for me to step out of the monotony of class, study, eat, study, sleep, repeat. Muster and silver taps provide that opportunity for me. As I continue to make memories with the ones that mean so much to me, this post is another reminder for me to cherish those memories and keep them ever present.
I have always had a good memory. My first memory took place when I was only 2 or 3. I remember almost every specific sporting event I have been to, conversations that happened years ago, exactly where I was when certain things happened or other irrelevant details from my life that don’t matter. But I know that sometimes I am not as good at remember the important things as I should be. Reading this blog post made me realize that I couldn’t tell you the exact birthday of any of my grandparents, and I know I have had to be introduced to people more than one time. I contrast this with Dr.Shaub, who really does the name of all of his students. I was stunned when I turned in the first exam I took in Dr. Shaub’s class and he shook my hand and said “Thank you, Barrett,” even though we had never really had a conversation. It was just a small gesture but it did make me feel more like a person and less like a body sitting in a large lecture hall. It was this realization that made me realize that I need to do a better job of these types of things myself.
As many of my friends are about to graduate, while I will remain another year, memories fill my mind these days. I find myself constantly thinking about old times with them and it always is interesting the things that I remember. They seem to not have a significance at the time but somehow they made a profound impression on me. But why? It also frustrates me that some of my memories are lost. While certain things can invoke specific memories why do some fade away? I am grateful to have the memories that I have and happy that hope that they will stay with me forever.
For some people life lasts a short while, but the memories they leave behind with us as family members, spouses, friends, or even a stranger can have the potential to be carried on everlastingly, if we share them. When I truly think about it, memories are all we really own. They are one of the few things no one can take from us. I have been told plenty of times how terrible my memory is, and I have realized it as well. However, when I think about it I only remember the moments that genuinely impact my life, the memories that are comprised of the people I love and care about, and the ones that I take pleasure in holding close to my heart. As I was reading this blog all I could think about was my father. He passed away when I was only five years old and all I have left of him are memories. There is never a day that goes by I don’t think of him. Even if it’s for a quick moment, it’s as if my memories bring him back for that short period of time. As I stated before memories are all we really own and I wouldn’t trade my memories for the world. As these are the memories that have shaped the person I am today and the memories that will continue to shape the person who I will ultimately become.
For me, I think part of what’s so special about memories is not only being able to look back and remember special times, but also look back at how those times affected us and helped shaped who we are today. While sometimes all I want to focus on are the happy times where so much love and laughter was shared, it is sometimes in remembering the more difficult times that my eyes are opened to personal growth that I might have not been able to appreciate and be grateful for. It reminds me to be grateful for wherever I am in life because each moment is such a blessing that should not be taken for granted.
This was the first year that I attended Muster. I will graduate in December, so this was also probably the only Muster that I will attend as a student at Texas A&M. I will surely attend some in the future, but I will probably hold this year’s in a higher regard. I never knew the impact of Muster until I was in the audience. To hear Tobin Boenig tell his tale, and see the Aggie family united was a spectacular sight. This Muster will have more significance because it is the first of what will be many.
I feel like that is a common trait with such events. The first time will always be more memorable or hold more value. I have been to dozens of Houston Astros games, but my first game in the Astrodome on September 10, 1999 is more vivid than any of the rest. I remember the first time I saw my parents cry from sheer joy and pride when one of their children graduated from High School. I am sure I will see it again, but seeing my dad and mom shed tears of happiness for the first time in my life will always be something special and be a lasting memory.
I have a friend who takes pictures of everything. He takes pictures of the meals he eats, the places he visits, and all the close friends he has. I once asked him why he did so. I believed that if an event/situation is valuable, it will be good enough to have the memory. I wondered why he had to subject it to being photographed. Wouldn’t the memory be enough? He then told me that his grandmother is suffering from Alzheimer’s disease and has loss of memory. He told me he wants to capture what he can because in the event that he needs to be reminded what he has experienced, those memories will be at his disposal. After that conversation, I got a whole new perspective of the impact of our memories. We never expect to lose those memories, so we do not appreciate them as we should. I have learned from my mistake and now want to treat my past and future experiences with the utmost respect and enjoy them in a way that I did not before, which is what I believe you were going for in your post Dr. Schaub.
I have always loved reflecting on past memories. My roommates always get on me about sharing memories from the last four years if I see a familiar place while riding with them around town. Remembering is not only useful when you want to relive a good feeling from the past, but it also helps with correcting and restructuring your future. Whether it be how to handle a certain situation if it arises again, or remembering some of your past trangressions. We have to remember the past for a better future. Also, when it comes to people in our lives who have passed away, although they wouldn’t want us to immulate them entirely, we should remember the good deeds they did during their time on this earth and try to carry on their good intentions.
I really loved this blog.
An older friend of mine gave me an important suggestion during my first semester at A&M; he suggested that I buy a journal to capture the things here that I do not want to forget. I took him up on that advice and I am really glad that I did. I find myself capturing the things that I would never remember otherwise: the funny moments that made my day, or the simple ways that my friends made me feel important. It has been a really cool thing to capture some of those memories forever. I have been rather lazy this semester at keeping up with it. This was a good encouragement to try again.
Now that we are heading to the end of the year, it is a good time to look back and remember the good times that we had. Muster has always been my favorite tradition at A&M. No matter when you attended college here, you will be remembered when you pass. I have always thought that this bond between the past and the present was the most special of all the traditions. It is a time to remember the times that we cherished with the person and create new memories with the friends that surround us.
I have always thought it was interesting to see what we remember and what we don’t remember. I remember growing up my dad constantly telling me that I had a mind like a steel trap, because I would always remember everything and be able to tell him stories of things that happened years ago, and recite them exactly how they happened. I think we remember everything, but sometimes we wish we could forget certain things, and those turn out to be the things that we remember the most, which could be a good thing. Remembering a betrayal could keep you from being betrayed again, and remembering a death could make you continue to let that person live on through you.
I think that remembering tradition is one of the most valued parts of being an Aggie. Thank you for pointing out the irony in how this year’s Muster fell on the anniversary of the day that Christ ask us to take communion in remembrance of him. A few days before Muster, I met up with some of my friends to watch The Passion of the Christ. I have grown up in Church my entire life, but I have never been more touched by the presentation of Christ’s death and resurrection as I was by watching this video. No matter how common something may become to us, it always helps to take time to remember the things that have happened before us and reflect on them.
I really enjoyed this post Dr. Shaub. After reading this my mind was filled with many of the memories I hold most dear. Then I thought about my grandmother who lost her life last year after a ten year battle with Alzheimer’s disease. This taught me the value of our memories. Our memories not only make us who we are, but help us remember where we should be going. Seeing the look on my dad’s face when his mother no longer remembered his name was something I will never forget. Although these are my most current memories I have of her, I think it is important to remember her as the woman she was before the disease stripped her of so much. I remember the way she brought the church to tears when she would sing, the way her and my grandfather exemplified what it means to truly and selflessly love, and the way devoted her life to her family. We never truly appreciate our memories until we no longer have them.
I really enjoyed this post. Like many have already commented, looking back on college my most powerful memories will not be me cramming for exams on working on my resume. My most powerful memories are the times I have shared with friends and family. It is a struggle for me to keep the proper perspective on this. It is far too easy for me to be consumed with the petty every day struggles and overlook the truly memorable events going on around me.
Thank you for this post, Dr. Shaub. We’ve already spoken a little about it, and I am definitely in the same boat as all the above posters who appreciate it so much. A lot of the people who have posted on this entry have spoken on how they fail to keep things in perspective at times, and it’s the memories of our time here that we will cherish later. It’s this failure to keep perspective that causes us to worry, and I wanted to reflect on some posts that address worry and stress. I feel like I get down on myself so hard after a bad test sometimes that it brings on an unhealthy level of stress. A poster above noted that in that practice, I imply that my problems are somehow greater than God. I take this thought to heart, and it’s this truth that has helped me keep things in perspective at times in my college career. If we allow ourselves to worry and make our selfish concerns greater than Him, then what memories will we have to hold close to us down the road?
Someone said â€œOur lives are formed by many different stories.â€ These stories also are our memories. A person without memory is like a plant without fertilizer. You still can live, but it is so dried. The time has constantly changed the world. As the time goes by, many things may look different in few years, but only our precious memories always go with us.
This post really recalled my lovely memory when I was young. I used to live in a small alley and I usually played with all my neighbor friends. All my sweet friends in my childhood become part of my important memory. Now all of us have grown up and live our lives separately. Although we are far from each other, the alley may be rebuilt, and if we go back there once again, everything would look different. However, our friendships still live in our memory, and become each and every one story, and ultimately part of our lives.
I also really enjoyed this blog. It was quite beautiful. One of my favorite things to do is to sit and remember things with my family. We use pictures to help us, and it seems like the older the picture the more fun it is to look at and tell stories about. I think memories are like pictures and wine, they get better as time passes. Although I am certain that some memories get better because the teller makes them better (like the size of my brother’s first fish), I think that as things change more it becomes more fun to think about the past.
As others have mentioned, this blog inspired me to take more pictures. I often rationalize that it is more trouble that the pictures are worth to bring a camera. But, the addition of memories into the equation might change that outcome entirely. Thank you, Dr. Shaub.
Even if you don’t remember something or someone, it can still play an important role in our lives. Often times we forget and no longer remember, but events such as being put in timeout when we are children can effect our character and who we become. Every night as a I lay in bed I recall the events which took place that day, but even then I have difficulty. I found that I use things such as pictures and notes to refresh my memory and have learned that these items are becoming more important for me to use.
I thought this blog post was very moving. One of my favorite things to do is to talk about different memories with family and friends. It is a source of great joy for me to recount memories with my loved ones. For better or for worse, I am the kind of person that always looks back and wishes for the “good ol’ days” of my childhood. I am very nostalgic and sentimental. I keep almost anything you can imagine — different momentos such as ticket stubs, photographs, old friendship bracelets, notes…I’ve even kept a few candy wrappers from a particularly memorable day when I was 8 years old. I keep all of these things in boxes, and I like to call them my memory boxes. I do this so that I don’t forget certain things but also because it is comforting to me.
As much as I like dwelling on old memories, I know that the “take-away” is more important — past experiences shape the way I live my life in the present and in the future. Certain memories of people that mean a lot to me influence the way I act today. Certain experiences I have had in the past impact my present and future. These memories have altered the way I see the world, and I want my fondest memories to continue to have a positive impact on my life.
Muster is my favorite tradition here and I have been very moved by it each time I have attended. Its one of my favorite things to explain to outsiders. It is a way for us to connect with people that came before us. That night we feel the ties to past generations and we share the sorrow for the friends and families of those who are lost. I can talk about Muster to someone for over an hour. I still get goosebumps no matter how many times I tell the story of Muster.
The reactions I get after explaining Muster and what it means to Aggies is usually always the same. They are taken aback. They never thought something so moving and sincere could happen on a college campus. They are surprised to hear that it happens all over the world. And then they know that I am telling the complete and honest truth about Muster when they see my eyes water up.