Grateful for Photos: College Memories
Several week ago, my friend, The Librarian, sent photos of several of my most remembered buildings and places at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, where I spent my days, 1969-73, as student.
Today, I am grateful to The Librarian for sharing these photos, not only for the past memories, but for opening up my space to write, “Past Memories: College Days;”, which, I will post on Monday, October 20.
Each of these photos bring back different memories.
The Red Gym. Every semester, I waited hour-after-hour standing in long lines with thousands of other students to register for my new semester classes.
Bascom Hall. This is the buildings where I took a number of my classes. I remember, many times, walking from the Red Gym up the hill to Bascom Hall only to learn the class I registered for was no longer available. This required trekking back down to the Red Gym to find another. Then, backup to Bascom Hall to confirm the class. The walk up to Bascom Hall, which was located on top of the highest hills on campus, was a workout. Today, I am Thankful for the daily uphill walks to Bascom Hall, which caused me to give up smoking. I couldn’t handle both.
Old University Hospital. Fortunately, we were young and healthy, so routine family physical exams were the only times that I had to enter this building. There is a new hospital on campus now; and this building now houses the UW Medical School. But, even though I didn’t know it had the time, the building will always hold a special memory for me. Our eldest daughter, a 9-year-old when we enrolled as freshmen students, attended classes in this building and graduated with her medical degree in 1985.
The Ratskellar. This is where the students gathered to socialize and grab a meal. We spent our rare Family Date Nights there. Hubby and I with a tap beer and the kids enjoying the best ice cream I have ever tasted. Oh, and I can’t forget the free bowls of popcorn which continuously popped throughout the evening. There were other times, after an evening class or hours spent studying at the Library, Hubby and I would end the night with tap beer and popcorn. I just recalled that the first time that I drank beer from the tap was at the Ratskeller.
Eagle Heights. This was the married student housing on campus. We lived there for four years. The housing was restricted to graduate students and their families. How we ended up there. Hubby, being unaware of this restriction, applied for housing. He used our student advisor’s name as a reference, which unbeknownst to us, also was the name of the Chair of the Business School. We later learned that Graduate Business School students received preferential treatment. Why, I am not certain. The good news is that when they finally discovered their mistake, we were never asked to move. Looking back, I can see how the mistake was made. We didn’t, meet the freshman student profile — 18-year-old and single. Instead our family met the profile of a graduate student — late twenties with three children.
Again, so grateful to The Librarian for taking the time to shoot these photos and share them with me.
Finally, Expressing gratitude is healthy for my mind, body, and spirit.
Great memories mom ,Psm
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Thank you, eldest daughter. Appreciate your comments.
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Love you and love your posts!!
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Thank you for your continued support. Luv U.
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I visited my university last week. It was a great experience. Universities are such exciting places so many with beautiful, historical buildings, and lovely landscaping. Thanks for sharing yours!
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Thank you for sharing even more of your college experience with me. I’m so glad you got into the graduate housing. I really like that you chose to live on campus.
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Living on campus was, especially, nice for the children. They had the opportunity to interact with so many children from different cultures and languages. Today, they still say this was one of the happiest periods in their childhood. Thank you for your comments. So grateful for your continued support as well as all that you share on your blog. It has been a great learning experience for me.
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And you have taught me as well!
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Thank you.
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Reading about a grateful heart brings healing to a sad and worrying heart too…thanks Yvonne. Just reading this and seeing those pictures makes me realise that years from now I will be grateful for my ‘Now’ memories.
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Thank you, Iman. I plan to open up more past memories not only to share in cyberspace, but to preserve these memories for my children, grandchildren and those who follow. I don’t have the energy to write a book; and, I think blogging meets may need. Now, my young friend, if you haven’t already written a book, I hope it is in your plan.
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You can count on it. I have books written down already some I publish the excerpts to see the response to it and it has been overwhelming and humbling.
Wherever you keep those memories for them, as long as you don’t mind sharing, I don’t mind reading. 🙂
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I will continue to read the published excerpts on your blog. And, look forward to the release of your book. One of my blogging goals next year is to dedicate a weekly post on my past memories. I am excited.
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