The Deer That Turned Our Dorm Into a Refrigerator

Reading about strange winter mishaps always reminds me of my college days in Virginia and one unforgettable incident that became legendary among the students living in my dorm.

It happened in the middle of winter, shortly after a major blizzard had buried the campus under several feet of snow. Roads were barely passable, classes had been disrupted, and everyone was hunkered down indoors waiting for conditions to improve. The world outside was silent and white.

Then a deer wandered onto campus.

For reasons only the deer could understand, it approached the large glass wall at the entrance of our dormitory. Perhaps it caught a glimpse of its own reflection and mistook it for another deer. Maybe it felt challenged or simply became confused. Whatever the reason, the animal suddenly charged.

The result was spectacular.

The deer slammed directly into the glass wall, shattering it into countless pieces. In an instant, the entire front of the dorm lobby was exposed to the freezing winter air. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured, but the entrance looked as though a small explosion had gone off.

Under normal circumstances, maintenance crews would have arrived quickly to board up the opening and replace the damaged glass. But these were not normal circumstances. We had just experienced a blizzard, and travel conditions were so poor that getting repair crews to the building was nearly impossible.

For days, the broken wall remained.

As temperatures plunged outside, icy air poured into the lobby around the clock. Walking through the entrance felt less like entering a residence hall and more like stepping into a walk-in freezer. Students bundled up in coats and hats just to cross the lobby, and the heating system struggled to keep up with the relentless cold.

The situation became one of those stories that everyone on campus seemed to know. Whenever someone complained about the weather, someone else would inevitably mention the deer that had mistaken its reflection for a rival and turned an entire dormitory into a refrigerator.

Years later, I have forgotten many ordinary details of college life, but I still remember that deer, the shattered glass, and the arctic blast that greeted us every time we walked through the front doors. It remains one of the strangest and funniest examples of how a single unexpected moment can create a story that people talk about for years.

A Stranger Who Fit Perfectly

If an old photo could tell tales.

A woman walks into a bar, well into a nightclub… and somehow, straight into our story.

The night was loud—the bass was heavy, music thumping, lights flashing cutting through the dark, everyone still buzzing from our friend’s performance with her band. She was famous back in the days. We squeezed together for a picture, laughing, trying to capture the moment before the night slipped away.

And then she burst in—there she is on the left in yellow.

Not calm. Not subtle. She came in laughing—really laughing, like full-on joy—like she’d been with us all night, like we were old friends she hadn’t seen in years. Before anyone could even question it, she jumped into the frame, grabbed the moment like it was hers too, and snapped the picture.

We barely had time to react.

Because just as quickly as she appeared… she was gone.

We looked at each other, confused. “Wait—who was that? No one knew. No one had seen her before. No one saw where she went.

But when we checked the photo later, there she was—right in the middle of us, glowing, laughing like she belonged, like she’d always been part of the night.

A stranger… who somehow fit perfectly into a moment she was never invited to.

Kaleidoscope

Searching for the vibe, the energy, the ‘it’, the will, as life slowly begins to shift into place, put together one piece at a time like a jigsaw puzzle. Yesterday will never be again, but tomorrow may arrive with old habits left behind; perhaps it is the reconstruction of the self with a new set of wills. Some lives are forever transformed, but others return right back to where they began as they fail to understand the ride they have taken.

Yours in soft lighting,
Eloi Ahoy