I have been involved with professional associations since my
graduate school days in the early 1980’s.
As with most students, my choice was heavily influenced by the faculty
at the institution I was attending.
The professors at Teachers College, Columbia University were firmly aligned
with the National Association of Student Personnel Administrators (NASPA) as
opposed to the competing student affairs group, the American College Personnel
Association (ACPA). Therefore, I
became a NASPA fledgling by age 22.
The choice proved a wise one as the location of the NASPA National
Conference during my graduate studies just happened to be a few subway stops
away in mid-town Manhattan. It
afforded me the opportunity to attend a national gathering on a shoestring budget,
further enmeshing me within the organization.
When I began my professional career I started to attend
state, regional and national conferences from many different associations, but
I also made time to fly out to wherever the NASPA National was being held. When I moved to Connecticut I contacted
the woman who was the NASPA Region I (the New England states and maritime
provinces of Canada) Vice President about becoming involved. Before I knew it I was appointed to the
regional executive committee serving as the secretary-treasurer. I stayed involved with NASPA for many
years, serving in a number of capacities at the regional and national
level. Along the way, I befriended
many colleagues throughout the country.
Most of the time I would just see them at a regional or national
conference or a quarterly board meeting.
It was always good to meet and greet and catch-up with old friends at
these assemblages. At larger
gatherings (nowadays, a national conference will attract thousands and
thousands of student affairs professionals) it is comforting to know that many
colleagues will be in attendance.
While I can be affable and out-going, national conventions can be quite
intimidating. However, knowing
that many of my peers would be in attendance made the experience less daunting. I knew there will be people to chat
with, share a cup of coffee in some quiet spot, or arrange dinner companions.
As I have pulled back in my involvement and conference
attendance with NASPA, my contact with colleagues has sorely diminished. The beginning of the 2012-2013 academic
year coupled with the seemingly endless stream of conference email
announcements (Register Now! Early
Bird Special Until!, Mark Your Calendar!) brought about a melancholy. I had been very active within the organization, but had now
directed my professional efforts elsewhere. I felt the need to send notecards to many of the student
affairs administrators I had worked side-by-side with for so many years. I didn’t wax poetically, become
profound or reflective in my thoughts.
I included a few personal comments, but the missive was more to reestablish
contact with individuals within New England and beyond. The thrust behind each correspondence
was simply to say hello. In fact the
constant for each card was the sentence, “I wanted to reach
out to NASPA colleagues to say hello.”
Most
of the people I wrote to were still entrenched at their institution but,
interestingly, as I researched mailing addresses I discovered changes had taken
place. Some of my colleagues had left
their longtime school for a better position elsewhere while others had left the
field to become consultants.
I ended each notecard, wistfully, about possibly meeting up
one day at a regional or national conference. Initially, this was just a way to craft a closing paragraph,
but as I penned these thoughts I realized I just might need to reconnect. So, who knows? You just might see me in Mystic and
Orlando these upcoming months.
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