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I tell these stories in the spirit of fellow who was a student at the College in my day, who used to live in Martindale, on the 4th floor. He was a religion major, if I remember correctly, and a very funny fellow. In the spring, it was his custom to fill his waste basket with water. He’d then station himself by his window, and wait for some unsuspecting wretch to pass under it. From four stories up, he’d stick the waste basket out the window, pour the water on the student below, whilst crying out at the top of his lungs, “Repent, and be baptized!” He’s now a Presbyterian minister. So here’s a deluge of stories to baptize you with.
Read full article »One of the notable characteristics of our Archives here at Wabash is their lack of summary history. In other words, all too often we find information scattered through several files. During the course of his retirement from the chemistry faculty, Dr. David Phillips has been doing a fair bit of research here in the Archives. He has researched a variety of topics and provided us with his excellent summaries.
What follows is the first of the biographies. Hovey is first because as David has said rightly, and so often, “In the beginning there was Hovey.”
Read full article »Carroll Ragan [W1901] is a name still familiar to some on campus—which is just as it should be. Ragan, along with Ted Robinson, wrote “Dear Old Wabash”, our fight song. Ragan was the music man and Robinson gave us the words that all freshmen are supposed to know by Homecoming. There are those who could tell you that Ragan also wrote “Alma Mater”. The picture below is from the Viewbook of 1898. Ragan is on the front row, third from the right, in this photograph of the Mandolin and Glee Club. Ragan left Wabash prior to finishing his degree which was a decision that he later regretted. But he always kept dear old Wabash close to his heart.
Read full article »Like many traditions at Wabash, painting the senior bench has become a subconscious duty, something fraternity pledges and freshmen independents do simply because they “always” have. Whichever group has painted the bench on that particular day takes pride in seeing their colors adorn it, wondering at the same time what tomorrow’s bench will look like.
While the tradition has certainly evolved over the years in different ways, painting the bench has always been an activity of camaraderie and enjoyment for freshmen through the ages.
Read full article »One of my favorite days of the year at Wabash is Chapel Sing. I find Chapel Sing so moving, in part, because it is so damned loud. It comes near the end of September, when classes threaten to become routine. Just when I start to despair that the semester will never end, I can venture out onto the mall and run smack into a sea of sound.
Fall is a good time to roar against the wind. Nature is preparing for winter, the days are getting shorter, and yet summer is still in the air. Shouting at the top of your lungs is one way of calling nature’s bluff. In the midst of a long semester, facing another Indiana winter, the students proclaim that they still have a lot of life left in them. Would that I could yell so loud.
Read full article »The article from the Crawfordsville Journal Review gives the basic facts, but it doesn’t capture the high drama and gritty detail of that snowy afternoon in Cincinnati in 1966. Wabash won only one of the first five matches, and with just four to go, things looked bleak for the C’ville nine, behind 18-3. To have any chance at all, Wabash could afford no more losses, and they needed two pins to win. Here’s the rest of the story!
Read full article »Probably no one is remembered more at the Beta House than our beloved cook, Jerry Eubank, or “Banks,” as we called him. My brother, Steve (Wabash, ’63), hired Jerry in about 1962. At the time, Jerry had been the chef at the Crawfordsville County Club. Previously he had been a chef at the Jefferson House Smorgasbord in Lafayette.
What I remember most about Jerry was that he was a friend to everyone and a father figure to a few hundred Beta undergraduates over the course of his 15-year tenure at the Beta House. Like some bartenders and hairdressers, Jerry was a skilled listener and advice giver to many of us.
Read full article »Those are enduring qualities of the institution. Just like all the red brick and ivy, and professors who devote their lives to teaching eager young men. Last night, while talking with about 30 freshmen about the Gentleman’s Rule and other Wabash traditions, one young man asked me about my favorite tradition. It didn’t take me long to respond. Freshman Saturday is my favorite of all Wabash traditions.
Read full article »That night the Ford’s were hosting a Faculty and Staff party and when we showed up on his front lawn ringing the Bell he and his guests were very surprised. After singing “Old Wabash” we let President Ford and his wife take turns ringing the Bell. The look of joy and pride on their faces is something that I will never forget.
Read full article »CMFK was fun, we ran around the mall wtih the kids and had a sort of fun day and grilled out and tried to raise money for the kids, that whole thing. Um, I also had a really good talk with an alumni this weekend. I don’t think he reads this but its those little conversations and interactions that really keep Wabash, Wabash and make this place something special. I can only hope some day I’ll be in a position to do the same.
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