Damming Wisconsin
As a Wisconsin resident, the football rivalry between the University of Minesota and the University of Wisconsin was a Òbig dealÓ in those years and still is. It was the night before the U of M vs. U of W game and there was a social event at the Union. For some reason, Don Amidon felt a need to formally introduce me. He said, "This is Dave Jones from Beaver..." pretending to forget the name of my hometown. I concluded, "...Dam, Wisconsin."
- David Bebb Jones
Bearing the silence
I don't know how I was chosen, but a week of silence in a bear outfit for Snow Week was challenging and fun! I changed into the costume at my place of employment, Sundguards Appliances. No one ever figured it out.
- David Bebb Jones
Snipe hunting in Southeast Minnesota
Our geography class went on a Minnesota field trip. Our professor was Hildegard Binder Johnson. We spent a full Saturday in Southeastern Minnesota and stayed in a state park. After dinner several of us organized a snipe hunt and set up the catchers with flashlights and bags. Then we went and had a beer or two and returned to tell the catchers the true story. Mrs. Johnson enjoyed it all and had a good laugh.
-Al Godfrey
Innocence On Campus
I remember an evening shortly before Halloween, when the father of a certain Mac coed suggested a good trick for his friend, Dr. Charles Turck, who was also a fellow Rotary member. The so called “trick” was to take an outhouse which he had on his property and deliver it to the Old Main entrance with some sort of political slogan written on it. The slogan will not be remembered, but the following day there was an important intercollegiate convention taking place in Old Main and when Dr. Turck arrived early in the morning, his ire was ignited. Shortly thereafter the maintenance crew removed the outhouse, but not before the other presidents and deans arrived. They say it was a public humiliation. Or at least that is how it was remembered. One of the Kirk Hall residents, who was on good terms with Dean Dupre, stopped in to his office to find out “What happened to our outhouse?” An untoward result followed. Dr. Turck arrived moments later at the dean’s office and in gratitude for the scrupulous concern for the return of borrowed property, our classmate and good friend was given a recommendation for transfer to the U of M. We sure did miss our old buddy in Kirk.
- R. Alan James
