My older brother was a senior my freshman year. He stayed in Ames all summer working for the University but he came home the day before and gave me a lift into town. I remember I had 1 box of stuff with a suit case full of clothes and that was all I had. He got to infront of MWL and said, "Sorry bro, but I'm not fighting that fight. Good Luck" and I hoped out. Quickly said our goodbyes and I turn to walk in. I took 2 steps and he honked the horn, rolled down the windows and said "Some buddies and I are playing ball at the rec at 8:00. If youre interested why dont you come along and meet them." Honestly enough that is what I remembered about my freshman year move in. Not the crowdedness, not the uneasy feeling, not the fears of being in a new environment. It's looking over my shoulder and seeing my brother realize the awkwardness I was about to experience and his attempt to help me through it.
Anyone remember their college move-in experience?
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It's kind of cool to think about how much history is in that building. At one point, it was the largest dorm in the country I think.
Ya i remember them always saying it's the largest civilian dorm in the country. Our den was filled with a lot of very interesting pictures taking throughout Friley over the years.
We also randomly took down our whiteboard one day and found out that people had done the same over the past 15 years or so and wrote messages for future students. We were the firsts one to do so in the last 5 years at the time (2002-2003).
KidSilverhair
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Not my own personal moving in story, but my wife and I helped move our daughter into Martin a few years back. She is our oldest, so Mom was having quite a bit of trouble dealing with the fact she was going to be away from home. Me, I was just grousing about how much stuff we had to put in that room.
Just before we were about to leave town, my wife and I were walking around the Martin-Eaton area feeling rather emotional. Then a pickup roared up; a guy got out of the passenger side carrying a pillow and a garbage bag of clothes, I guess; he gave a quick wave to the driver and headed into the dorm. I turned to my wife and said, "That's our son in two years." We both burst out laughing. Whoever that guy was, he pretty much saved the day for us.
Just before we were about to leave town, my wife and I were walking around the Martin-Eaton area feeling rather emotional. Then a pickup roared up; a guy got out of the passenger side carrying a pillow and a garbage bag of clothes, I guess; he gave a quick wave to the driver and headed into the dorm. I turned to my wife and said, "That's our son in two years." We both burst out laughing. Whoever that guy was, he pretty much saved the day for us.
CycloneErik
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I was a late enrollee, so I was assigned to temp housing in the den of 8th floor Knapp Hall.
Just my mom and I, and I didn't bring a whole lot. Turned out that the 8th floor was coed, and we crossed paths with a girl just leaving the shower in nothing but a towel.
It was kind of awkward.
Just my mom and I, and I didn't bring a whole lot. Turned out that the 8th floor was coed, and we crossed paths with a girl just leaving the shower in nothing but a towel.
It was kind of awkward.
life was good then. 18 was legal, dorm parties all over campus (BWR, anyone?) I was the smoker in my room, (sorry Earl and Feelers)
The rooms around the corner at the end of the hall in chamberlin were known as "the Annex" . Also met my wife at our 1st weekend party in '76. Been quite the ride, thanks sweety. :cute:
I, too, lived in Friley, and moved in the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend, I'm pretty sure. I know classes started that Thursday.
My whole family came along in our station wagon and ate lunch at Shakeys Pizza onwest Lincoln Way first.
My mom had told me to be sure to eat breakfast and the first morning there, I missed breakfast. Was sure I was doomed. Just one of many memories from back in the late 70's.
My whole family came along in our station wagon and ate lunch at Shakeys Pizza onwest Lincoln Way first.
My mom had told me to be sure to eat breakfast and the first morning there, I missed breakfast. Was sure I was doomed. Just one of many memories from back in the late 70's.
CycloneErik
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Revkah would have been 12 at that point, so no.
I called Revkah a liar in our first conversation, then I told her off. It was pretty romantic.
B-W-R fall of 84. I was the only freshman that was legal. Got there on Sunday afternoon and woke up in gal's room on Turner Monday morning. I was the talk of the floor and got the first house award of the year the following week. :yes:
I worked at the State Fair and luckily managed a few hours on my assigned move-in day to drive to Ames, unload my stuff, and get back to the fairgrounds for evening shift. Didn't even unpack boxes. After State Fair work ended on a Sunday night, I drove to Ames and crashed at my brother's place. Went to my 8AM Monday morning, then went to my dorm to unpack and organize all my stuff...you know, like put sheets on the bed and say Hi to my new roommate.
Tomorrow we take our oldest son to college (at UNO). It will take two vehicles to fit everything.
Got an apartment on Hyland; don't think the move was that bad and I'm pretty sure I went at it hard that night
We still have that tv on a shelf in the garage. Still kinda works. Too many memories just to pitch.
