Facebook has turned out to be such a fun experience. I'm enjoying it quite a bit. Well, most of it. I don't really get into the snowball fights (except with a few relatives) or throwing sheep and all, but the connections it has created has been amazing. Some people I've known since early childhood, some from our days in California. The California people are folks I never thought I would see or hear from again, but here we are, talking on Facebook. There are a couple of high school friends, but not as many as I would like.
Right now, though, I'm having a really good time connecting with people from my college days. We went to a small college in Springfield, Missouri, and after reminiscing over the past few weeks, I'm remembering how much mischief we dealt out, too. Those were fun days, and magical as well, because that's where I met Big Dad. (He actually put my name at the top of the big radio tower on campus. How romantic is that?)
Of course there's going to be mischief when you get a bunch of college age kids living together for a five month stretch. There's not enough homework in the world that can keep that from happening. Cars were moved (and put on walking bridges...my poor little VW), TPing rooms, flying pumpkins, water fights in the cafeteria (with the Hobart hose) and truth or dare at the fancy Holiday Inn... all are memories I had forgotten until recently.
College life is wonderful. Living on campus was a great experience, and there are lifelong friends to show for it. I highly recommend it.
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Signs posted in the guys showers of not "cleaning" their animals (kills) in there. Those Hughes Boys!!!!
That was before my time! DW was gone and forgotten by the time I got there. However, Big Dad's mischief continued. It's legendary.
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