Our three-week journey in England is always a magical and surreal experience. Time races: five hours with the Ratcliffs can seem like moments, and trying to get to every spot on our day-off wish list is impossible because the whole day vanishes so quickly. The only time when time is slow seems to be when we’re standing on a train platform, waiting…. (Side note–For previous IS-ers who are wondering how this year’s group has managed the train/luggage loading exercise, I have to break your hearts and tell you this is the best group yet at getting twenty pieces of luggage onto a train in under a minute. I’m sure the 2008 and 2010 groups will contend that they had to load 22 pieces, and that makes all the difference. )
Each group’s experience is different, but each group has the time element in common. We pack a lot into three weeks, and the intensity of the rushing is a bit wearing on all of us. There are moments when we all look toward home with longing. We are currently in the heavy-duty project development stage, the part where observation of fascinating innovations and innovators is now superseded by individual hard work and–in the words of the immortal Winnie the Pooh–thinking, thinking, thinking. A LOT has to happen in just a few more very short days. Each of the previous IS-ers knows what I mean.
In a few more very short days, in just a blink, we will be back in America. London and Cornwall and Harlaxton–along with John and Marsha Rae, Kevin Brown, Mark Paterson, Karin the Coach Driver, Lorraine and Elsie and Brendan, Doug, Zyggy, Lawrence, Jan, Cynthia, Lesley, Dr. Kingsley, and all of our Harlaxton friends–will be left behind in the physical. But certainly not in our hearts. We will miss them with a longing that can never be quite satisfied even by a return because this experience is here, now, and cannot be repeated in quite the same way. Each of the previous IS-ers knows what I mean. This year’s group will learn, though that will take a bit more time and distance away.
To the IS-ers who have shared this journey in years past, let me thank you again for providing such a wonderful foundation for this year’s group. Everyone has given so much to us because of the efforts and appreciation and behavior you put forth. Everyone is sorry to see the students of The Innovation Symposium leave, and that is a very good thing. You have created so many opportunities for each succeeding group. (And to Kathleen, who hates all of my smooshy-gushiness, I’m going to say it anyway: we couldn’t and wouldn’t be here without you. You know I tell the truth.) THANK YOU to you all. We are all more grateful than words can say.
Even if your time in England was several summers ago, you’re no doubt still feeling that time effect–it seems like only yesterday, and your favorite moments are close at hand. Magical and surreal. Not to worry…we feel your presence with us. You know what I mean.
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