Okay, I didn't get into a frat (a long story) or join a club or pull the
cougar around the track.
But, I did take the picture of that last live cougar mascot, attended by a
veterinary doctor,
passing into that great wilderness in the sky which was on the front page on
the Daily Evergreen
in 1963, I believe (got a copy around here somewhere).
I didn't get that yearbook recognition but I got the best job on campus. It
paid for college and then some.
I could work whenever I wanted, day or night, and my time sheet always had
the maximum number
of hours allowed (albeit with a little padding). When I was a freshman the
chief engineer of KWSU
said I could get a job as a student engineer if I passed the federal exam to
get a First Class FCC license.
I simply went to Seattle and took the test which I passed easily because it
wasn't much more difficult
than the amateur radio license I already had. It's a good thing that the
yearbook staff avoided the
radio transmitter building where the student engineers congregated because
the steam tunnel
entrance to the building was the perfect place to make home brew---nice and
warm and quite isolated.
Now that I think about it we were foreshadowing the microbrew industry.
To Phyllis B.---I lived in Ferry Hall too! That's another long story and
I'm not going to bore anyone
with it now.
So, in short, I never actually accomplished anything at WSU but I've got
just as many stories.
Art S.