08/28/2026
For today’s feature, I’d like to share a brief version of my story.
The start of this semester marks 25 years since my first days at Penn State Shenango as a student.
Honestly, I took some hits from friends and classmates for choosing to attend such a small, close-to-home school. But I didn’t care. It was the only school I wanted to attend to kick off my higher education. And I couldn’t have made a better decision for myself at that time.
I loved my time as a student at Penn State Shenango. I loved it so much that when I returned several years later as an employee, it just felt like where I was always supposed to be. (Feel free fo come talk to me about Penn State Shenango. I'll talk your ear off ☺️l
It feels a bit poetic, in a way, that my first and last years with Penn State Shenango were a “milestone” apart. Twenty-five years.
And although I am still adjusting to the fact that I am old enough to have been in college 25 years ago, I will forever be grateful that this place existed. Penn State Shenango truly has a piece of my heart.
