“I Went Home”
Before anyone ever cared where I would attend grad school, I was a kid with West Virginia roots. It’s where I walked. It’s where I ran. It’s where I cried. It’s where I bled. It holds a special place in my heart. People there have seen me grow up. I’m their son. Their passion can be overwhelming. But it drives me. I want to give them hope when I can. I want to inspire them when I can. My relationship with West Virginia is bigger than academics. I didn’t realize that 10 months ago. I do now.