I closed the door on my Penn career sitting in Huntsman Hall watching the timer as it ticked towards blinking zeros.

The Daily Pennsylvanian asked some Penn administrators to reflect back on when they too were motivated young adults ready to conquer the world. Here is what they had to say.

It’s November 23rd, 1998 and Penn basketball is up against a tough task, No. 7 Temple, a team that has had the Quakers’ number for the past 17 meetings. But that night was different.

It’s just a few minutes until tip-off as Jerome Allen strolls out of the locker room and onto the Palestra floor for Penn basketball’s penultimate game of the season.

It’s a running joke that sports interviews are decidedly uninformative. At best, they involve a string of very sincere platitudes. At worst, they are with Jerome Allen.

“No.” Penn women’s soccer coach Darren Ambrose didn’t have much to say to me when I asked him what changed in the second half of his team’s 8-0 win over NJIT, the first game I ever covered (they only scored three goals in the final 45 minutes).

Former 1979 Final Four basketball co-captains will host one of the events.

A look at what was trending during the Class of 2015's freshman year.

There’s no need to sit through the Class of 2015’s graduation on an empty stomach.

It took a recent walk through campus for me to realize how much things can change in just a few years’ time. At risk of sounding like an actual senior citizen — back in my day, Spruce Street across from the Quad had only one sidewalk.

I had people that encouraged me to challenge myself and take risks every day, and that feeling was hard to find anywhere else.

In coming up with a concept for this column, I can easily say I rediscovered my deep admiration for the ability of every columnist I ever edited to come up with compelling topics on a regular basis.

When I was The Daily Pennsylvanian city news editor, I learned not to stop for emergency vehicles unless they gathered in what I nicknamed a “critical mass.” One cop car on the side of the road?

I must have said it a hundred times during my three years as a reporter and editor at The Daily Pennsylvanian. “This sentence has to go.

I like to frame articles by describing images that represent overarching themes of the story. When I think of The Daily Pennsylvanian, I see a certain editor tap dancing down the hall with a Hey Day cane, after we finally got a key source on the record for a student government story — None of us knew he could do that. I remember shivering in an alley in Old City with a group of protestors who were dead set on ending mountain top removal. Or maybe the image I remember most is of a dining hall worker, brow furrowed, spreading a stack of healthcare bills across his dining room table, while he told us he did not make enough to support his ailing wife.

If there’s one thing I learned in four years at Penn and three years at The Daily Pennsylvanian, it’s that truth is subjective. “How can that be?” you may wonder.

I still remember the weekend back in May of my freshman year when I was still sports photo editor.