My rendering of the sign.
I walk through the door that connects the third floor of Bauer to Sherman Fairchild several times a week, but only today, did I notice the sign. Originally, it had read "One Glove," and I followed suit (no pun intended), making sure to strip my right hand of its protective outerwear before touching the door handle. However, someone recently had crossed out the G in Glove. Reading the sign this time around, I was filled with a heartwarming (also no pun intended!) sense of peace.
For, isn't it true? There is one love that is shared by all of us that touch this door handle. One love of research, of biology, of discovery. One love that ties each researcher in Bauer and Sherman Fairchild to the rest of the scientific community, time zones away, oceans away. One love that captures each of our hearts and spurs us onward in an exhilarating chase for knowledge.
What a handy sign.
That pun was intended.
For, isn't it true? There is one love that is shared by all of us that touch this door handle. One love of research, of biology, of discovery. One love that ties each researcher in Bauer and Sherman Fairchild to the rest of the scientific community, time zones away, oceans away. One love that captures each of our hearts and spurs us onward in an exhilarating chase for knowledge.
What a handy sign.
That pun was intended.
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