Mercer was founded in 1833, stayed open during the civil war, and then just quietly became a good school. They don’t have a football team, have not made it to March madness, so most of us have never heard of it.
When I was there it was obvious the school had pride in itself despite its national non-recognition. It was more obvious when I began meeting students who appeared more excited about science then socializing… not the undergrad experience I remember.
Old guys but not painted in old style? I have by now been in a lot of “president’s halls” and no one else does this. I like it. The paintings themselves are OK, but the idea is what I appreciate. An old southern school not afraid to be just a bit more modern, or perhaps even irreverent with its past? Refreshing. These portraits were surely an ode to history, but done so without rebel flag waiving or a longing to return to a past when things may not have been “ideal” for everyone.But even stranger… this statue. Look at it. Look up at my header. Look back…
I refuse to look it up but I’m sure mine was first.