Several years ago, I was asked to volunteer with the Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ Alumni Association. As a proud alumnus, I felt honored and decided to give it a try. Little did I know that it would eventually lead to this moment, penning my first Sawdust letter as president of the Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ Alumni Association.

I am humbled and honored to serve in this role and happy to have the opportunity. With the same pride that inspired me to volunteer years ago, I am highly motivated as I begin this two-year journey as president. I have served on the Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ Alumni Association board for several years and worked with some amazing people.

My Lumberjack pride was born when I first stepped onto the beautiful campus as a high school senior touring what I had deemed to be one of my top three schools. I did not quite understand it at the time, but deep down, I knew there was something special about Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ and Nacogdoches. I did not officially make my decision that day, but I knew Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ was home.

In the years that followed, I enjoyed many great experiences while learning some valuable lessons both inside and outside Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµâ€™s lecture halls. Just a couple of semesters in, I literally leaped (from the steps of the Austin Building) into Greek life where I met lifelong friends. One semester later, I exchanged glances with a girl in line at a popular hangout and later met that girl, whom I would eventually marry. From that point on, it was a balance of fun times with friends and many hours spent at Steen Library assigning group project responsibilities. My Lumberjack pride was growing.

After graduation, April and I decided our next chapter involved a move to Dallas. We loved our time in the big city and connected with many Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ alums on a regular basis. However, we eventually moved back to my wife’s hometown, Nacogdoches.

It was in Nacogdoches, the hub of Lumberjack pride, that I truly realized what it meant to bleed purple. Whether it was volunteering with organizations supporting the city of Nacogdoches or representing Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ, my Lumberjack pride expanded. It probably won’t surprise you to learn that our Lumberjack pride rubbed off on our children, as well. Cari, 13, and Brandon, 11, are big Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ supporters and have dreams of one day attending the university.

When we moved to Bossier City, Louisiana, for a job opportunity, I have to say that part of me felt very misplaced. It was a great move for the family, but it is hard to leave a place that is overflowing with Lumberjack pride to move to a place where they wear a different shade of purple. However, it has been a pleasant surprise to discover so many spirited Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ alumni in the area. I have learned to appreciate the perspective of alumni in regions not densely populated by Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ graduates, and I have discovered Lumberjack pride is everywhere.

I hope you enjoyed reading a little about my Lumberjack pride and me. I hope to have a conversation with you someday to learn about yours! It is an exciting time to be a Lumberjack, and I cannot wait to share more with you in the next issue.

Axe ’em, Jacks!

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David Madrid ’02 - Bossier City, Louisiana
President, Ä¢¹½ÊÓÆµ Alumni Association