In a message dated 2/18/2007 11:56:40 P.M. Central Standard Time,
hiwayman@xxxxxxx writes:
And it just occurred to me, maybe I became an Omega (D-5 and, I think,
E-700) user because when I was at UT (the real one) my fraternity was ATO.
Speaking of flame wars. I spent some time and money at the other UT in the
early 60's. Even was registered for classes for a few semesters and I won't
attempt to convince anyone that I was a student. Oh, I learned what wouldn't
work, but probably could have done that at any university. Took a little
"reality therapy" provided by Uncle Sam for me to learn the wisdom of going to
class, reading the text, studying for exams and doing the assignments.
Oh, the flame wars thing, occurred at Sam Houston State University after the
military. Four of the fraternity houses were in a small quadrangle, within
about 70 feet or so from each other. They were flat roofed, two story, small
dormitories owned by the University that were used by the fraternities as
their houses. The flat roofs were a perfect place, from which to launch fiery
projectiles and an occasional round from a 22 at an ATO, Sig Ep or Delt crest
if someone left the front door open. Although we were sometimes called the
Knights of Alcohol, we certainly didn't have a lock on that behavior. After
I graduated the lads moved off campus and their new digs made the "Animal
House" look tame. Some of that era was pretty crazy . . . and that could
probably be said for each of us.
Like you, this is where I started spending a bunch of my time in a darkroom
provided by a University. Fortunately in my second semester, I picked up a
part-time job working for the University as a photographer, which gave me
access to the staff darkroom. That was like having a private darkroom most of
the time. This continued for a couple of years after graduation as I had been
hired as staff upon graduation.
In my late teens, I started building a darkroom in half on my families
garage. Got the walls and ceiling up. Installed electrical and doors and
then
the project died as I moved out and on. It made a very nice store room for
the
remainder of my mother's life. Think it is still there. This year, as I
turn 63, I will get my own darkroom for the first time. That is pretty
exciting, designing a house to your specifications for the first time and
having
it include the things you want. Well, not everything because I didn't win the
lottery, but most of what we normal folks want, like enough bedrooms for the
kids and grand kids, a view and yes, my darkroom.
I know my neighbor and he wasn't an ATO, is well over a hundred feet away so
I'm not worried about any flame wars as I ease into retirement. He has even
said he would like to learn photography. I've known him for thirty years
and his career has been as a printing broker in the graphic arts industry . .
.
this thing could work out. <{8^) Bill Barber
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