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"I remember looking at my friends and couldn’t believe it was coming down to this last drive."

Day Hall- 2nd floor, 1974-75

March 13th, 2008

I don’t even know if Day Hall is still there, as I haven’t been back since graduation in 1975, but I will always chuckle about our dorm–then the first to go co-ed by rooms on the floor. (I actually made the bathrooms co-ed because of my laziness–not wanting to weave all the way down the other end of the hall to use the women’s restroom). There were some real characters on our floor, one in particular I remember. His name was Ben and he was an engineering major. Strange guy, but funny! Anyway, I don’t remember if he did this for grins or a school project, but he constructed a life-size, lifelike “Frankenstein” dummy, complete with green face and bolts in the neck. For entertainment one night, we all brought out chairs by the elevator, and freshly popped popcorn. We turned off all the lights in the room. He positioned the dummy against one of the elevators, pressed the button and ran back to enjoy the show. The reaction when the elevator would open was priceless. I don’t think I’ve ever, to this day, laughed so hard in my life, as we watched  the elevator riders’ shocked faces and heard shrieks, screams and gasps as poor Franky fell forward helplessly, sometimes into some unsuspecting victim’s arms. We’re just lucky no one  suffered a heart attack or long-term related elevator phobias!

May 12 1996- graduation

October 9th, 2007

So hard to pick one favorite, but this will forever stand out.

May 12, 1996 graduation day for our class.  We woke up & started our ceremony to snow in the air and on the ground!  AH the weather in Syracuse may be the only thing I do not miss!

So many memories

September 28th, 2007

Freshman year at Haven Hall (long gone!) 1953….the dingleman…practice studios in Crouse…Marshall Street before the 60\’s!…the Orange..so many wonderful friendships..\’working my way through in the dining halls!\’the lines at registration time…programming for WAER…Jim Brown walking me across campus…step singing…so many memories!

Toaster sound effects

September 27th, 2007

I remember being a vampire in that I never slept normal hours.  I guess this is a normal part of any college student’s life, but the giddiness associated with lack of sleep brings back some fond memories. It was Senior Year and my sound design class required a final group project.  We were assigned a film clip without sound and asked to design sound around that clip, from scratch.  In the end, no two projects told the same story, which taught us the importance of sound.  Anyway, the funny part was that we only had two weeks to complete the project, and all 4 people in our assigned group had very different class schedules and extracuricular committments.   The only time we could meet in the studio to record and mix was a 1am-4am time block.  My commitment was as a morning news anchor, the 5am-7am shift, so some mornings I rolled right from the edit suite to the radio station. We were trying to imply the house in our video clip was being visited by a ghost, so we needed a ton of creepy sound effects.  My hand-me-down toaster oven had a really creaky door, so I volunteered to bring it to the studio.  We had technical difficulties that night, and didn’t get around to recording the toaster door.  I carried that damn toaster back and forth from the Newhouse II building to Euclid Avenue 3 times before we finally got the recording right!  I completely remember that final morning, walking from Newhouse to the radio station with my toaster oven under my arm at 4am, after pulling a full week of all-nighters.  Beyond caring about fashion, I was wearing my pajama bottoms in lieu of appropriate campus attire, which everyone at the radio station was used to by now but appeared newly strange as I walked in with a toaster oven in hand.  The on-air DJ couldn’t stop poking fun at the site of me, and my sleep-deprived response was to sing “Me and My Toaster Oven” to the tune of “Me and My Shadow” while tap dancing with full -on “jazz hands.”  It would have translated much better on TV.

Class of ‘85

September 20th, 2007

So many great memories…
…protesting the building of the Sheraton hotel to the chant of \”Hey Mel, no hotel!\”
…painting an organge line all the way up University Ave. the night before Freshman move in (yay Goon Squad!) …closing night at the Jab, mourning no more die-hard happy hours ;)!

Blizzard of January 1966

September 14th, 2007

During the blizzard of January 1966 we trayed down the hilly streets at SU since there wasn’t any traffic for days. The cafeterias ran out of food (the last meal was a slice of old turkey and a piece of lettuce) so we subsisted on canned goods we had hoarded for late night studying. Finally a caravan of bulldozers and frontend loaders opened the roads for supplies to get in. It was quite an experience since most of the students were home for intersession and those of us left felt like we were living in a very remote area.

Fun was had whatever the weather. I remember the campus-wide waterfights which erupted in the spring my junior and senior years. You were lucky to travel a block before being soaked through and through. Don’t know how long that tradition continued…?

Thornden Park traying

September 4th, 2007

I remember many fun nights sliding down the hill around the water tower in Thornden Park on food service trays. I believe the technical name for the sport was “traying.” I wonder if they still do that? The was a bump in the middle of the hill that often caused one to fall off the tray and slide the rest of the way down the hill (basically) on one’s rear end! Happy Reunion - Class of 1972

How can I pick just one memory?

September 4th, 2007

Freshman year, 1995 basketball team made it to the final 4, all the students rushed down to Marshall street, it was complete chaos. People were climbing telephone poles, the bartenders at 44’s were dancing on the roof, people were screaming and drinking in the streets. Everyone came together to celebrate our teams victory and man did we celebrate Cuse style. It was really quite a site. Although this memory is a toss up between the tornado in 1999 Labor Day when we had street curfew and the national reserve in town to help clean up or our senior year block party, which was complete mayhem. Firetrucks on both ends of Lancaster putting out fires. Oh the glory days of SU, I wouldn’t trade them for the world.

Favorite Memory

September 4th, 2007

There are too many great memories that I have to really say which one was the greatest. The friends I made and still keep in touch with regularly are what makes my time at SU special. However, one particular moment stands out for me. November of 1992 when SU played Miami in the Dome. That was the loudest sporting event I have been to in my life. I have been to many exciting playoff games at Yankee Stadium during the last 11 years when the place was rocking so hard that the upper deck was shaking. When SU was driving down the field with a minute to go and Marvin Graves was throwing up on the sideline between plays, my head hurt so bad from the noise that I had to lay down. I remember looking at my friends and couldn’t believe it was coming down to this last drive. From the student section, we thought we had won the game when Chris Gedney was tackled at the 2-yard line. It wasn’t until the Miami players came running over to our section to mock us that we realized we c!

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short. Regardless of the outcome, it was a defining moment for SU sports and completely transfused my blood from red to orange. It is a day I will never forget.

homecoming

September 4th, 2007

One of my most vivid memories of my years at Syracuse U involved a football game between Syracuse and then archrival, Colgate, at open-air Archbold Stadium, the home field for the Orange until the Carrier Dome was built. The game, as usual, was played in late November of, I believe, 1948,during a snowstorm, not uncommon then or now at that time of the year.

As usual, Archbold Stadium, a classical college football stadium built in the shape of a bowl, was packed with a capacity crowd of about 35,000. The harder it snowed — to the point where the yard lines on the field were indistinguishable — the more the crowd seemed to get into the game, which was scoreless at 0-0 going into the fourth quarter. In that quarter, as I recall from what was then my freshman year, a Syracuse running back named Walter “Slivers” Slovenski, who was about 5-feet 8 inches tall and weighed around 150 pounds, took a pitchout from the Syracuse quarterback, Bernie Davis, and darted and slithered about 75 yards down the slippery snow-covered field for the game’s lone touchdown. The response by Syracuse students, alumni and most of the rest of the crowd was one of absolute pandomonium.

Had another SU player scored the touchdown, it’s unlikely the reaction would have been as strong. But Slovenski, like quite a few members of that Syracuse team — and a large portion of the student body — was a veteran of Worlds War II and, as I recall, was about 27 or 28 years old, not uncommon for college athletes who had served in the war.

I knew Slovenski casually, since the football team took its meals at Winchell Hall (probably long gone) during the season, where I waited on female students — not a bad job, I must say. I think Slivers also may have also been a waiter once the football season had ended, since most of the waitering jobs were held by athletes (yes, believe it or not, student-athletes had to work during their offseason for their room and board, as was the case with me).

With all due respect to the Carrier Dome, which seems to be a very popular sports venue on campus), there is no comparison to watching a football game played indoors in somewhat antiseptic conditions than sitting through a big, traditional game such as the one of yesterday between SU and Colgate, in a snowstorm. Indeed, had it not been for the snow, I probably would never have continued to remember that long-ago game at Archbold Stadium, a quintessential college stadium with, as I recall, concrete columns atop the grandstand behind both goal posts. Same thing is true of some memorable football games I’ve covered for The New York Times that were played in blizzard-like conditions, during which, quite often, I’ve had to write my stories on deadline while snow was being whipped into a press box.

If you sense an antipathy on my part towards domed stadiums, you sense right. But there were no domed stadiums in the 1940 and 1950s, and all college, and professional, games were played outdoors in stadiums like grand old Archbold. How glad I am that I was at Syracuse during an era when All-American players like Jimmy Brown and Ernie Davis –along with “Slivers” Slovenski had to run to glory on snow-covered fields like Archbold.

Walter “Slivers” Slovenski came to mind during the past year when I read of his death in the Syracuse alumni magazine. As I recall, Slovenski was from upstate New York, so running throug the snow on a football field probably came natural to him.

I have many pleasant memories of my days at Syracuse — as a student-athlete (and waiter) — but that Saturday afternoon when “Slivers” Slovenski ran almost the length of the field to score the only touchdown against archrival Colgate during a blinding snowstorm in grand old Archbold Stadium — where graduation ceremonies also were held — stands out as one of the most memorable.