This is actually the first and only part, but I’m going to make a Godfather reference at least once here.
Skimming through the digital archives of the library, I came across the Saxifrage of 1930, which is easier to identify as an old yearbook. It’s called saxifrage after the wild flower that grows in the cracks of stone. What? You don’t skim through old periodicals for a thrill? It was an accident, but it was curious to scroll back eighty years without even leaving the library. So now that I’m the Marty Mcfly of my generation, let’s move forward.