It’s
8:20 a.m. on a rainy
Monday. President McMillan walks
into his office suite with a smile on
his face. “Bless you, my child” he
kids as he sprinkles his rain-soaked
umbrella on each of his office staff.
The day began at 5:45 a.m.
with a walk to the grocery store with
Corby, the McMillan’s part-Bichon
and part-Yorkie dog. Now, he’s ready
to see what the work day has in store.
Fortunately, today’s a light e-mail day. Only 14 unread
messages…real messages that is, as he sifts through the
junk mail for “incredible investment opportunities” and“pharmaceuticals.”
At 8:50 a.m., Kathy Cafoncelli ’99, the
President’s assistant, stops in to make sure he’s ready for
his 9 a.m. It’s a “hot wash,” explains Cafoncelli,
a wrap-up
meeting to go over the activities and events of
Inauguration weekend. Stopping in just to express his
gratitude to the Inauguration committee for a wonderful
weekend, he’s off again to meet members of the freshman
class for a 9:15 a.m. photo shoot.
Chatting with the
students as photographer Steve Falk shoots, he asks them each to
tell him a little about themselves. While getting to know one another,
McMillan, the proud and protective father of five, teases a freshman
male about having danced with one of his daughters at the Sesquicentennial
Ball. The student grins, blushing as the others erupt into laughter.
Finishing at 10:15 a.m. he heads over
to Masters Hall for a “Meet and Greet” with Margaret
Place, instructor in education. McMillan has made it a goal to
meet and talk with every faculty member – all 120 of them.
On the walk over, he
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admires
the dogwood
tree next to the Administration Building, explaining that
it was planted by his family in memory of his mother-inlaw,
Marian Corbett Reese, who passed away on the day he was selected to be
Albright’s
14th President. “It bloomed just a
few days after we planted it,” he
says, warmly remembering his
mother-in-law.
Back in his office at 11:10 a.m., he has 40
minutes to sign diplomas before lunch with the senior class
officers.
During lunch at
noon he congratulates
Charles Beatty’06 and Julie Sullivan’06 on leading a successful
senior class
gift program, and
chats with senior class president Lacey Egerton ’06 about
senior week activities.
But at 12:55 p.m. it’s off to Teel Hall for
another “Meet and Greet,” this time with Farhad Saboori,
Ph.D., professor of economics and business. On the way,
passing students say hello, all with a smile and a nod of
respect.
Frank Falso, vice president of advancement, is
waiting in the President’s office at 2
p.m. when McMillan returns for their bi-weekly meeting about
fundraising activities for the College. But before they know it, it’s 3:20
p.m., time to head out to the Reading Public Library to present
the President’s Award for Leadership in Learning for a Lifetime.
Driving
over with Barbara Marshall,
associate vice president of college relations
and marketing, he reflects fondly
on the man who created the
award, the late Dr. Edward R.
Gilbert, professor of psychology.
Back at 4:30 p.m., he
catches up and jokes with his staff before they go home
for the day. “Hey Dawn, see this clock” he says to
Secretary Dawn Coldren, who earlier in the day wrote an
incorrect time on his schedule. “See, this is the big hand
and when the big hand is here, it’s half past the hour…,”
he teases. Coldren just smiles, taking it in stride, as laughter
ensues from co-workers Cafoncelli and Brenda Wood,
assistant to the Board of Trustees.
It’s 5:15 p.m. The staff has gone home for the
night. Although most nights involve attendance at a
multitude of events, activities and meetings such as musical
performances, athletic banquets, lectures or community
functions, tonight there is nothing on the schedule. A rare
night, indeed!
After tying up some loose ends in the office, McMillan
takes advantage of the evening and decides to head home.
It’s 5:45 p.m. Stuffing his battered leather briefcase
with files, reports and professional publications, all of
which require his attention, he’s on his way home to have
dinner with his family, a time he truly cherishes. But after
dinner it’s back to that battered briefcase, the reports,
files and professional publications providing many hours
of evening “entertainment.”