CommFntflc^^
MRTdi7J997
B
y
M
a
r
I
0
n
C
a
r
e
y
( Svfl\ j
/euvv! y—M-/
\^^! y***^
im
p®-*' vMC/*-
A
itntl (it onutc
Sifjiitiodi, eommtirti, neip«(? E-mtil Hirion rt CinyMAO
The Lflnce
EdItors-ln’Chlef
Amanda Willoughby
Suzyn Smith
Sports Editor
Melissa Collins
Cflrtoonlst
Marlon«.Carey
Stflff Writers
Mary Fleetwood
Marilynn Oliver
The Lflnce fs o morrtWy publicntlon wWch is
produced, edited, ond designed by St. Andrews
students. The Lonce is printed by the Lourinburg
Exchonge in Lourinburg. NC Letters to the Editor
ore welcomed, but must include nome ond e-moll
oddress. They con be e-moiled to smithsuh or left
In the box on the Lonce office door. The Lonce
stflff reserves the right to refuse unsigned letters
Troy's impact
I did not know Troy Burton very well. Still, when I heard he was hospi
talized, I prayed for him and his family and friends. When I heard of his
passing, my heart went out to everyone who felt the loss. For even though he
was just a casual aquiaintance, he had a impact on my life.
I met Troy at one of the first rugby practices I attended. He was there as
a special addition to the coaches, trying to explain the intricacies of the game
to several lost rookies. I remember Troy correcting my tackling method so
that I wouldn’t get him. At the time, it fnistrated me, but I realize that it was
Troy’s way of lookmg out for his team. As Troy’s friends and teammates
know, such acts of protective kindness were typical of Troy.
My other contacts with Troy were also casual and passing. I remember
him stopping by the Academic Affairs office, where I am a work-study, a
couple of times. 1 don’t remember why he was there, but I do remember Troy
being polite and quiet. It was a cheerful type of quiet, a dignified, yet shy
reserve that made me feel comfortable in his presence. He seemed like a very
unassuming, easygoing person.
Troy’s death had made me think. The realization of the frailty of life
has come into my head several times over the last few days. The fact that
Troy was so full of life makes the the idea even scarier. It’s sad that it takes
the death of someone my age for me to really come to terms with my own
mortality.
Even though I only knew him from rugby practice and seeing him around,
Troy was always ready with a cheerful greeting and a helping hand. His
impact on the lives of everyone on this campus was made apparent at his
memorial service. Troy’s presence will be missed by all who knew him, even
if they didn’t know him very well. -Melissa Collins
Sports Editor