On a blistering cold Saturday morning in November, my parents and I traveled north to see the 150th meeting between Lehigh and Lafayette at Yankee Stadium. My sister, a Lehigh freshman at the time and already in The Big Apple for the weekend, was texting pictures of the excitement. The NYSE, the Empire State Building, and the subway crowds all sporting brown and white. How could this small university from Bethlehem capture the attention of the greatest city in the world? Then it hit me… it was all about tradition. Lehigh is a school steeped in tradition, which is a characteristic we both value greatly. I fought tradition at an early age. As far back as I can remember, I was told I would be a third generation attending La Salle College High
