Ball State University - Orient Yearbook (Muncie, IN)

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hot and horrible days Sex visitation hours prevented members of the op- posite sex from openly going up to the rooms of boyfriends or girlfriends after hours. Mindful of the tules, Goshen freshman Jeff Parker loiters outside the Wilson Hall elevator after an evening with Seymour freshman Linda Owen. (TAH) good job trying to decongest it, but the main problem was that Mommy and Daddy didn’t want to leave their little girl.” Once Mommy and Daddy finally did return home, the portable televi- sion sets warmed up and Harbrace handbooks landed in place on shelves. Students took advantage of the brief, post-moving in free time. It wouldn't be long before they were informed of the hall rules and warned of the long lines that awaited them. (CMB, ALM) Rules and windows to be broken Life in a residence hall meant life with rules. Each hall had a unique way of ex- pressing itself, within hall rules and without. There were no rules con- doning the Hose King’s waterfights in Edwards Hall or the obscene Palmer Whitcraft yodeling that flut- tered from window to window. There were no specifics regarding shopping carts in closets or greased doorknobs. But the law was specifically and sincerely laid down regarding alcohol consumption, drug usage, and visita- tion rights. Violators were subject to social probation, a label tagged to stu- dent records. 26 Living x Hassles Ren Tuer? We Ope Rules were made to protect the in- dividual and the group but often caused friction between residents and staffs. Residence hall staffs were not necessarily out to play narc, but more often than not, when residents swag- gered in with that one-too-many beer bottle stuffed into his pants, the staff would do his job by making a bust. The director was there to do just that: direct—not to play mama or dic- tator. “I am not here to be a policeman or a parent; I am here to help the girls learn to live in a society and to abide by that society’s laws,” said Liz Bran- non, director of DeMotte Hall. Visitation policies changed, as many Illegal substances flourished in the rooms of those with green thumbs. Few people had luck with mari- juana plants, as they required constant light and delicate growing conditions. This particular plant died from mite infestation before yielding any highs. For successful harvesters, homegrown was cheap and worth risking the staff's knock at the door. (WEV) halls went to a 24-hour lounge con- cept. Residents of Noyer Halls and Botsford Swinford could watch the Tomorrow show with whomever, whenever. However, disciplinary action was enforced when a resident was caught openly drinking, smoking marijuana, or allowing members of the opposite sex in the room after hours. Any activity which endangered

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Traffic did not flow easily in the congested DeHority- Woodworth parking lot with eight female halls moy- ing in at the same time. Double-parked cars, vans, and U-Hauls caused tight squeezes for those trying to enter and exit the overcrowded area. (MJI) Irn Searching for the spot that’s not ee What do you mean I’m parked illegally? I’m in one space—I’m between the two yellow lines, and I put my quarter in the meter.” “But, you have a purple sticker. Purple-stickered vehicles are not allowed to park on campus.” Day after day discussions similar to this took place between students and campus cadets. On a campus dotted with 6,408 parking spaces—including those of the parking structure and special parking areas such as the Phillips Tennis Courts—a count taken in Oc- tober showed that there were 9,282 cars registered. That was almost 3,000 more cars than spaces. However, according to Tom Osborn of the University Police, there were ample parking spaces on campus. He pointed out that the number of registered cars also in- cluded the second cars of several students and faculty members and that the total 9,282 cars were never on campus at the same time. The real problem involved the number of “convenient” parking spaces available. Some students found themselves having to walk quite a distance from their cars to their classes or to work. Freshmen living in Wagoner Complex had to walk half a mile to their cars in the overflow lot north of Johnson. Off- campus students often spent the first ten minutes of a class looking for parking space within walking distance. According to campus cadets and university police, vandalism occurred almost daily. This, as in most large parking areas, was caused by insuffi- cient lighting. Though police and cadets claimed they did their best to deter vandalism, catching all the Traffic, Safety, and Security, he had few problems. Of course, on those occasions when the student couldn't find a parking space near his dorm, had spent his last quarter on a Coke, and the parking structure attendant wouldn't let him enter until he had deposited 50 cents—or when a group of campus thugs deflated all four of his tires while he was rummaging through his pockets for some change—well, then he had some pro- blems. (REB) chronic wheel- and tire-deflators, the ® CB-thieves, and the sticky-fingered tape player-snatchers was all but im- possible. Hassles were just a part of the overall parking situation on campus. a Generally, if a student purchased the 3% right parking sticker, displayed it properly, and followed the rules and , regulations set up by the Office of Campus Cadets were especially busy regulating parking during the early weeks of fall quarter. Gary Tynor adds a second ticket to an unregistered car. (JAG) Moving In, Parking xx Hassles 25

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Despite housing policies, parties were a frequent weekend event, as kegs and unmarked bags from Bob’s Bottle Shop were snuck up back stairwells. Peggy Awbrey and Scott Karney celebrate the open- ing of fall quarter at a Shales Hall party. (JAG) A ‘there comes a time’ kind of story Samenes we forget that few of us suffer the trauma of going away to school for the first time alone. We seldom stop to think of how our leaving home affects those who raised us. Jeff Snyder was a freshman. And like other matriculates, he had to break away from home and adjust to a new environment. His father, Jim Snyder, a broadcaster on radio WMaAL 63 in Washington, D.C. used his radio show to express some thoughts about son Jeff's first trip to college. INTRO: Jim Slade (radio name ) took his son to college the other day. He reports: This is a “there comes a time in every person's life” kind of story. Anyone who has ever done it will recognize it and anyone who may do it someday has thought about it. I took my oldest son to college. Jeff is nearly 18 years old now and wants to be an archaeologist. For that reason, he chose a university out in Indiana which has a very good program. It wouldn't have mattered where he went, though, because the story would still have been the same. You get used to a kid in 18 years. Each new thing he does is something different in your life, as much a new experience for you as for him. There was the first pair of real shoes, the first haircut (it took three men to hold him down), the first day of school, the first pair of glasses, the first part-time job, the first solo on a brand new driver’s license. But there is nothing in that to compare with his and your first day at college. All the others were okay because when the novelty wore off, the youngster was still there. Right? Not this time. This is different. Now you come to the jolting realization your son or daughter has taken the first step away; that from now on the return home is more or less temporary. Maybe you put it out of your mind, or maybe you just don’t think about it until the last minute. But those are the facts of the matter, and ironically, what you have been planning all these years. Well, we huffed and puffed over the trunk, the suitcases, the duffle bag, the bicycle, the radio, the magazines, the posters and what have you; we toured the campus, my wife, my younger son, Jeff and me. We ate lunch, and we dallied. But there were 500 miles or more back to Virginia and there was no way around it. Finally, we pulled away from the curb, leaving one of the party behind. Funny how blurry a windshield can be on a sunny day in Indiana. Now let’s see...how many days until Thanksgiving? This is Jim Slade. (Used by permission) At times an unfamiliar situation just over- whelms a person. New to Howick Hall, freshman Scott Loper seeks some solitude in his new room as he silently ponders his new and untried college environment. (WEV) Moving In, Dorm Rules, A Parent's View x Hassles 27