A Small World: The Impact of Omega.

[Wolfman]

Today, I attended the regional picnic of Omega, hosted by my present grad chapter in the Empire State. There was much food, drink (from water to Jack Daniels), family, and that incomparable Omega spirit. I got to meet our newly-elected Grand Basileus Andrew Ray. When I told him that I knew one of the neos he made in '67, he told me that it was a small world. (His neo was in the grad chapter I was member of on the West Coast when I was in grad school; he loved to tell us stories of Beta Sigma Chapter at Southen University in the mid-'60s.)

I also talked with a Omega neo today a the picnic. He is an AME Zion pastor who is attempting to get admitted to a doctoral program in education at an Ivy League university. I mentioned a member of my current chapter who is a professor emeritus of this school. He had recently emailed him but didn't know he was a Que. He is going to call him now. I remarked to him that it is a small world.

Recently, I've been reconnecting with elementary/junior high/high school classmates via Facebook--people I've not seen in almost 34 years. On viewing my Omega pics, a white junior high/high school classmate related to me that he remembers the "Qs" from his college days at a state university in NC in the late '70s. When he lived in the dorms, his room faced the Quad. Early in the morning he would be awakened by the voices of the Lamps who would gather, line up and chant as they marched to the cafeteria for breakfast, where they'd continue this routine. Then my classmate wrote out the entire chant in his Facebook message, complete with phonetic spelling!

The friendship and spirit of Omega makes the world a small place!