I do have some memories that some of you out there may recall. My folks were dorm parents at Block. Jim Allen (my roommate) and I wanted to hear the latest music from the states. We staying up listening for the Armed Forces Hit Parade show. It was on sometime around 2AMon Saturday. The folks invited the student body to their living room so everyone could all listen on our shortwave radio. The poor room was inundated with masses at that hour for the scratchy, weak sounds of "rock and roll". Fun was had by all. Ken Amstuta was the science teacher. He lived in the last room on the Blocks strip. He was always getting picked on. A smal explosive bundle was placed by his door. If my memory is correct (it is not always so) he had a small motorbike of some sort that was always getting fiddles with. The Big boys (Block) had a raid on Kennedy Hall. I believe it was a Saturday after the doors ere locked for breakfast. We went into all the rooms and emptied the closets, dressers and beds into a pile in the quar of their dorm. The girls retaliated during one of our dorm meetiongs with vaseline, lipstick, padlocks and I believe mouse traps. The administration lowered the boom on all that sort of thing then. We still had things like pillow fights andwater balloon fights if I remember right. Rockets made from powdered aluminum and carbon, one of which went through a window. Bob Emery and I tied on the inital pole vault year for "C" with all time records of about 4 feet. The next was about 8 feet. I still have the blue book to prove it, but dopn't get it out often. This must have been a Breezy deal. We found a dead dog along some street and opened it up to see what was inside. Lots of ill looking bugs. With my dislike for blood and guts, I'm not sure of the details. Remembers when the lights went up around the wall of the basketball court so that the couples could not get oo carried away with their few minutes of "bliss" before the girls were locked up? I was not a dater so it didn't bother me, but I sure heard about it from those that were affected. Rollerskating in the gym. The music coming from the projector booth. The WONDERFULL staff we were blessed with. Ms. Unruh, one of the Raj brother for art and the music teacher, Mr. DeJong, They were all so powerful intheir fields. We were truly lucky. I can't hing of really unhappy times there. Probably theworst was when I went backabout five years ago looking for the town I had left 45 years before, only to find a real disappointment. |
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