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Originally Posted by d-ray657
I managed to drag myself to class most of the time. If I flunked out I would miss out on all of the fun. I was lucky enough to be in a dorm with some funny and creative guys. Most of us stuck together for three years. The guy who was supposed to keep us in line was the spitting image of Ian Anderson from Jethro Tull. He would send his girlfriend up to people's rooms to tell them that they needed to put a towel under the door and turn the stereo down a notch in case the campus cops walked by. Now I vicariously enjoy the experience the boys are having.
Regards,
D-Ray
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Don, I'm certainly glad that you enjoyed yourself and it worked out so well.
My brief collegiate career was nothing more than an exercise in self abuse. Although I did enjoy the photography course I took in lieu of ROTC. Just because they told me I couldn't.
The photography dep't. was so antiquated they were still using Speed Graphics...old view cameras with billows. Think of raccoon coats and fedora's with press cards in the brim.
I have to admit, if you were capable of taking a photo with one of them, and processing it in their darkroom, you had at least mastered the mechanics of photography. The old Graphics were so tedious I went out and bought a Pentax.
Chas