Chapter 2Memorial Hall, now the English Department building, had been built of red brick in the early fifties. Its architectural style might be called Post-War Utilitarian.
Despite its age, it had been well cared for. New brown-flecked carpet now covered the original tile floors. The walls had recently been repainted. They were beige, but at least they were clean and fresh looking. The University had installed fiber optic cables for the campus-wide computer network. Adam’s office had bookshelves along one wall, a big window behind his desk, and a state-of-the-art computer. He was happy to note that he had his own printer, too, so he didn’t have to walk down the hall to pick up his print jobs.
It was the afternoon of the first day of classes. He’d met his two MWF courses and then had an a
