But, Dad, I want to come home: A son's response

By Chris Chiappinelli

I know that Notre Dame is supposed to turn your soul blue and gold forever, but I left before the paint could dry. Now, looking back eight years through a foggy rearview mirror, I can almost make myself believe that what happened was simple.

Without a good reason to stay, I left Notre Dame. I turned my back on my dorm room and the freshman year stretching ahead of me. With everyone reciting a litany of reasons for staying, I returned home. I told them I felt nothing that said, “Stay.” It was more than that, though, and not nearly as pat and emotionless. Not once in these past eight years have I regretted the decision, but I have questioned what made me withdraw.…

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