The Palestra and Me

 


Day #62 of 2023 was the last game, in the 2022-23 season, for Penn Basketball in the wonder that is The Palestra ("College Basketball's Most HISTORIC Gym").  It did not end the way we were hoping on 3/3/23, as the Penn Women fell to dreaded Princeton.  And my reflections tonight are about The Palestra and Me.  I an so lucky to have been a part of the Penn Band that has allowed me to take in hundreds (maybe even thousands) of contests in this cathedral.  So, tonight, I spent my last evening in the Palestra until probably November tonight, at least there will be baseball soon!

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