A question which has hung our apartment up over the last month: what does knowledge do for us and can we attain wisdom by merely asking? Instead of declaring our theoretical answers to this complex query I will simply say we are still under construction to this answer, and all of us will be for a long time. But on another wisdom front, I came home this weekend as part vacation, part excavation trip to remove my #1 and #16 molars, the wisdom teeth. Now Doc Stone was supposed to remove both of them, however only the #16 was removed due to some sort of complication. In turn, I will go back next summer for more nitrous oxide, and more living by the milkshake. And as we ponder the amount of wisdom necessary for living the daily grind in our home, are we, the 16-24 year olders, supposed to receive this wisdom when receiving these nagging calcium carbonate crunchers? Well, I am in the camp that sees lack of wisdom from our demographic, but perhaps after helping assist Frank and Adrian with other dedicated volunteers in the garden summer a proof demographic’s wisdom appears itself in learning the ways of our ecology, of a dedication to the land, and a reverence for our food we have so long ignored the past few generations. So there was a sense of wisdom last week in the simplicity of establishing a farmer’s market on campus last Friday and Saturday afternoon. We held to the standards of the college’s wishes for more community; we attracted people out to the garden, and we completed an objective of our business plan (we are widdling away at our business plan’s objectives as well). We held true to our ideals for the garden, and it paid off in seeing our community become more cohesive. Community growth is a sign of wisdom from our institution. A community supportive of ecologically wise approaches to food is founded in wisdom. So thank you everyone for helping us commemorate this first farmer’s market. It was a sure sign of true progress.