They're All Wet

One year, Feeman Hall and Stevens Hall played each other in the championship game of flag football. I lived in a different dorm, next to the ATO House. After the game, I turned to my roommate, Harvey Krupnick '66, and said, "Do you want to see something really neat?" He was game and was my witness to the prank.

I called the one dorm and said, "You may have beaten us in the football game, but we're gonna kick your tail in a water fight. Be out front in five minutes." I then called the other dorm and said, "We just beat you bad today and now we're gonna soak you in a water fight. Be out front in five minutes."

Well, they both took the bait-hook, line and sinker. We watched with binoculars from our dorm room as the combatants raced around filling up buckets, wastepaper cans and any other suitable water-carrying vessel.

Eight people were put on "report" and disciplined accordingly.

To Adrian College I would like to apologize for any inconvenience this might have caused. To the eight students put on "report," I would like to say, "SUCKERS!"

-Earl Higgins '66

Top of the Tower

In the fall of 1958, we heard that a class of long ago had walked a dairy cow to the top of the bell tower in the chapel. Cows don't do stairs coming down, so legend has it that the bovine was lowered by ropes to the ground.

Someone had the idea of getting history to repeat itself. However, we could find no cows, and the truth was we were probably afraid of leading a cow anyplace, especially up those narrow stairs.

We had an alternate plan and one morning about 10 a.m., just as chapel was getting underway, the announcement was made to open up our hymnals. Problem was, there were no hymnals.

There was an immediate eruption of laughter. We could hear it from nearby South Foundation Hall, where we were waiting to find out what happened. Someone had taken all 348 hymnals and carried them up to the bell tower, then stacked them neatly at the top of the stairs.

Not that I had anything to do with it.

-Bill Hoke '62

Hey, Hot Stuff

During the 1960-61 men's basketball season, the team was plotting a payback for Ray "Fig" Newton '61. Everybody liked Ray, but he always had an opinion on everything and was always chattering about something. So the seniors went into the training room before practice and switched the labels on two jars: VaselineTM and atomic red hot.

When Ray came into the training room, we made sure he was distracted enough so that when he dipped his hand into the jar he thought was petroleum jelly, he wouldn't realize he was about to apply atomic red hot to his groin.

So he ended up lathering on a generous amount, and then about two minutes later when the heat took effect and started to burn his crotch, he made a beeline to the shower-running as fast as he could. He stayed in the shower for 15 minutes and was late for practice, much to the chagrin of Coach Gregg Arbaugh '50.

It was hilarious, even though Ray was a big guy at 6'6" and you really didn't want him mad at you. But you know what? He stopped chattering.

-George Burk '63

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