COVID crashed into our world like a barreling freight train. We heard it coming, faint whistles and the rumblings in the press, but were utterly unaware of how it would rail at our everything for months to come.
Will we have class?
I don’t know Zoom.
I live with my elderly grandparent.
Do we have to wear a mask?
Opinions were abundant, divergent, and changing constantly with so much at stake and so little fact.
But updates came daily from University Park, clear about what we knew, transparent around what we didn’t. Hours pulsed with collaboration, as sleeves rolled up, silos came down and best-case solutions were forged around vague and shifting targets.
On our own campus, our chancellor’s message was decisive, consistent, and echoed by each of us: “We must keep everyone safe, check in on each other, and do everything humanly possible to ensure no student is left behind.”
It felt, at first, like an unplanned fire drill. But in less than a week, our entire community was mobilized.
Teams met. Faculty retrenched. Student Affairs brainstormed how to engage students from afar. Facilities went into overdrive and Instructional Design/IT became the most popular number around.
How do we help students with no internet? And those who need emergency funds? What about all the internal and external events? OMG, we may lose football?
Across every Zoom, email, text, and call, it was abundantly clear … our community was stepping up.