SMU memories from Margaret Rose Trigger Miller-Butler

 

So many memories! So little space!

* Pinning ceremonies on the front porch
* Walking “all covered up” to the post office
* Shoney’s, Orange Julius and Goff’s
* Rush, Phi Beta Phi membership and “house boys,” Lyle and Skipper
* Working with Dean Fitzwater to have the first telephones in the students’ rooms
* My roommate Alice Heldenfels Sallee, a year as pledge trainer
* Working with Mike Engleman, editor of the campus newspaper
* Student Senate with Doug McLean and Wendell Shakleford
* Student Center with Fred Bryson
* The Fine Arts Committee
* A.W.S. Presidency

~Margaret Rose Butler ’61

 

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One Response to SMU memories from Margaret Rose Trigger Miller-Butler

  1. Steve Jordan says:

    Memories of Judy Franklin Jordan ’62 and Steve Jordan ’62

    The right Choice…
    Judy Franklin was elected Manada Queen but she found herself without a “suitable” date for the Ball. She asked me to be her escort and the rest is history.

    Embarrassing Moments…
    Teammate Jim Hammond and I were invited to Accounting Profssor, Dan Davis’s house for a burger to celebrate the completion of our final basketball season. After a few beers we began telling war stories. Jim volunteered that in Hi School I jumped cars to earn extra money. Little did we know Dan’s connections with CBS. It wasn’t long before I received an invitation to be on Gary Moore’s “I’ve Got a Secret”.
    Arrangements were made with their Dallas affiliate, Channel 4 to witness my stunt on the parking lot at Ownby Stasium in front of cameras and countless incredulous friends.
    After successfully clearing 3 smaller cars, I was confronted with my final challenge to leap a full size Chevy Bel Air. While tumbling on the asphalt had taken it’s toll on my hands, I was more concerened with the added width of the car so I moved my takeoff mark closer to sufficiently clear the other side. Much to my chagrin, running full speed, my thigh crashed into the car failing to clear the roof top. I rolled down over the windshield and hood in excruciating pain but greater disappointment.
    END of STORY…

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