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My ASU Alumni share their Sun Devil memories We asked our alums for their ASU stories, and they delivered – sharing tales of inspiring teachers, long-lived friendships, campus scenes etched in memory forever, and much more. More than three dozen entries were received overall. Nine of the stories were printed in the March 2011 edition of ASU Magazine. We have reposted those entries here, along with a number of other excellent entries that were also submitted! Story
My ASU Story
Alumni share their Sun Devil memories<br /> <br /> We asked our alums for their ASU stories, and they delivered – sharing tales of inspiring teachers, long-lived friendships, campus scenes etched in memory forever, and much more.More than three dozen entries were received overall.<br /> <br /> Nine of the stories were printed in theMarch 2011 edition of ASUMagazine.We have reposted those entries here, along with a number of other excellent entries that were also submitted!<br /> <br /> Dog day afternoon<br /> Category: Campus Scenes<br /> <br /> The Cady Fountain next to theMU was the place to meet, leave your dog, pick up your dog, and keep an eye on a friend’s dog.We knew people by their dog, the breed, name and habits. Cressida, my Springer Spaniel, loved the water, loved playing Frisbee and loved the friends she made. I have friendships that were established at the fountain via our dogs and maintained today, and I periodically run into someone who remembers Cressida!<br /> <br /> —LindaWeinberg ‘76 B.S.W., ‘83 M.S.W.<br /> <br /> For the love of the game<br /> Category: Family Traditions<br /> <br /> I always loved the game of basketball, and although I wasn’t good enough to play on a college team, I wanted to be involved somehow.My cousin was the basketball manager at USC and told me that I should inquire about doing the same at ASU.<br /> <br /> The day I called to inquire about how to become a manager just happened to be the day they were holding a meeting for potential managers. I went to the meeting and learned what it was all about. I volunteered all of my free time my freshman year, as there were only two paid positions, which were already filled.My commitment to the team led to a paid position for the next three years.<br /> <br /> My time with the team and ASU athletics is the reason why I am so passionate about ASU sports today.I am a football and basketball season ticket holder and take my Young son to all of the ASU basketball games.<br /> <br /> My cousin (the USC basketball manager) and I make annual trips to watch ASU and USC play each other in both football and basketball—a sort of family rivalry that started from our involvement with our respective schools’ athletic programs.<br /> <br /> Our families love the trips, not only because we get to see each other at least a few times a year, but because of the great family fun and traditions that have evolved out of it.We have been doing it for more than 10 years now, and have no plans to stop. The kids and the adults love the trips, it has become a family tradition, one that we look forward to every year. In fact, as I write this, our family just got back from Los Angeles and the USC ASU football game on Nov. 6. Great game, heartbreaking outcome.Maybe next year!<br /> <br /> —David Rindone ‘94 B.A.<br /> <br /> Gryder’s gift<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> Dr. Robert Gryder, professor of administrative services, was the kindest, most gentle professor that I ever met. He took me under his wing, literally treated me as a son and guided me through my doctoral program. If it had not been for his positive attitude and skillful guidance, I would not have enjoyed a 40-year career in higher education, which has included being dean of the School of Business at NewMexico Highlands University. He made sure that I was prepared for all doctoral requirements, including the dissertation, and led me by the hand throughout the entire process.<br /> <br /> He was the most influential person in all of my educational pursuits and I was lucky to have had him as my major advisor. It is solely because of Dr. Gryder that I am a very proud alumnus of Arizona State University, an institution that me and my family will always cherish. Thank you, ASU, for providing me with the best advisor, and thank you, Dr. Gryder, for all that you did for me and my family.<br /> <br /> —RonaldMaestas ’79 Ed.D.<br /> <br /> Pomp and circumstance<br /> Category: Graduation<br /> <br /> I recall being in the seventh grade and watching the Hispanic Convocation on Channel 8. At the time I did not know what the Hispanic Convocation was, nor did I know what it meant to be a college graduate, since no one in my family had ever attended a university. I remember telling my mom to look at all the “Mexicanos” on TV, walking across the stage with a cap and gown. I told her one day that would be me.<br /> <br /> Thanks to great people like Ken Hollin andMichelle Alcantar, who still work for ASU, I not only enrolled at ASU, but graduated in 1997 with a Bachelor of Social Work.My dream at the young age of 12 had finally become a reality – I proudly walked across the stage in my cap and gown at the Hispanic Convocation.My entire family and my friends where there to cheer me on.<br /> <br /> Since then, I can now proudly add that I participated in the Hispanic Convocation when I obtained a graduate degree in higher and postsecondary education. I also continue to Participate in ASU’s Hispanic Convocation as a staff member, supporting other Hispanic graduates.<br /> <br /> —Maria Moreno ’97 B.S.W., ’09 M.Ed.<br /> <br /> The “musicmen” who changed a life<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> When I was in eighth grade, my parents sat me down at the kitchen table to explain why they wouldn’t be able to financially support me going to college. I was shocked, traumatized. Going to college was expected in our family.Most of my relatives were college educated, and naturally I looked forward to higher education. I already knew my full-time summer babysitting job was not going to provide enough money.What a blow!However, there was still time.<br /> <br /> I was born loving music.With my savings, I bought a cornet at the local pawn shop for $10, listened to records and mimicked artists.I started in beginning band. By sophomore year, I made varsity.In my junior year, I switched to the French horn, at the recommendation of my band director. I played a borrowed school horn, and was enthralled by the sound. Soon I attempted more difficult pieces and an occasional solo.<br /> <br /> In my senior year, I auditioned for an ASU music scholarship. And, I got one! It was big. It paid tuition, books, room and board.<br /> <br /> I would be in the Sun Devil Band!<br /> <br /> I would go to college after all!<br /> <br /> Harold Hines, director of the ASUMarching Band, and Ronald Holloway, assistant director, were task masters. Both were experts.Hines was a gentle soul who loved students; Holloway, an energetic, detail-minded sort, obsessed about perfection.Marching was arduously fun.<br /> <br /> We had a great rivalry with the University of ArizonaMarching Band.Most would agree, the Sun Devils reigned superior. The band built a camaraderie playing halftime at football games and traveling.I still played a borrowed horn.<br /> <br /> Eugene Chausow, my musical mentor and teacher, was compassionate, musically gifted and demanded the best. Frank Stalzer was a nurturing counselor.Although I didn’t measure up to their standards, there will never be enough words to express my gratitude.<br /> <br /> The ASU scholarship I received profoundly impacted my life.I play locally, and have traveled to Europe and Brazil. Next year, I’ll cruise theMexican Riviera and go to Chicago. Some friends-for-life marching buddies are always there.And today, I have my own horn.<br /> <br /> —Jan Nichols ’65 B.S.<br /> <br /> Attached at the hip<br /> <br /> Category:My Best Friend<br /> <br /> I met my friend in the spring of senior year in high school as part of the Leadership Scholarship Program.We clicked right away, and decided to become college Roommates in Palo Verde East, back in the day when it was an all-female dorm.<br /> <br /> We were attached at the hip.We did everything together. You could see us in the same classes, eating in the dining hall, at the parties, and club meetings. We were inseparable. During Homecoming week our freshman year, we dressed up as clowns in a carnival style event. Very few people knew who we were. It was a blast. These are the types of ASU memories that I cherish.<br /> <br /> My friend and I are still very close to this day.We see each other almost once a week and now we enjoy watching our daughters playing and growing up together.<br /> <br /> —Zulema Naegele ’94 B.A.<br /> <br /> Both sides now<br /> Category: Campus Scenes<br /> <br /> One beautiful evening in the spring of ‘94, after attending two classes and finishing my homework, I went out to catch some fresh air right outside MU, when I bumped into an overly eager (read: persuasive) “journalist.”<br /> <br /> I could tell he was a student of journalism, and was taking a survey about the fresh tag of “party school,” which ASU had just won!Even after toiling hard all day, he had only one set of views (yeah, you can guess that everyone agreed).Much to his chagrin I ended up nodding in excitement About the tag too – what else would you expect from a student who, after working hard all day, hears about party – huh?<br /> <br /> But he was one determined journalist – out to get views from “both the sides” before the day was over. The sun was just about to set, and I could tell he wouldn’t take no for an answer to that question.So he reframed the question in a manner that was very demeaning for a proud ASU student. I took the cue, and added some pity for the budding journalist and gave him exactly what he wanted – yeah, this time totally disagreeing with the “demeaning” tag. He penned everything down I said with a wide grin, asked for my ASUID, then Took a picture, and asked me to initial the statement I’d made.He wished me to “have great evening!” and walked away with a spring in his step.<br /> <br /> I knew that the next day there would be a buzz amongst my friends, and perhaps I would be a little embarrassed, too, but what was in store was way more than that. Next morning, upon arriving on campus, the comments, looks, and the embarrassment were beyond my expectation. Not realizing that mine is a guy’s name, they’d put a beautiful blonde girl’s picture along with my name and the statement.My roommate glued that piece of paper on our door at South Terrace, and it was the only permanent feature there – until we graduated.<br /> <br /> —Ashesh Pant ’95 M.S.E.<br /> <br /> Element of surprise<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> Professors who have an impact on their students’ lives are legion— and legend. Those who, by their teaching and example, end up saving lives are rare.Maj. AlexanderMoser, who taught classes in OldMain when it was the ROTC building, is a unique example of the latter category.<br /> <br /> AlMoser created the Desert Rangers—a group still active at ASU—to teach ASU students the key points of survival on the unconventional battlefield of Southeast Asia. No one will ever know how many Sun Devils’ lives were saved by the Rangers’ rigorous training—from physical conditioning and crawling through the desert on your belly, to serving as the opposition force for Arizona Guardsmen headed overseas.During those early days, we even ended up fighting a range fire in the process of our training.While I was one of the admittedly lesser members of the Desert Rangers,Moser inspired me.He ignited a life-long interest in insurgency and terrorism.<br /> <br /> Moser not only taught me and other Desert Rangers the survival skills and mental attitude we needed, he fuelled in me a lifelong need—a need to understand the complexities of the type of warfare we faced then, and now face again in worldwide venues.<br /> <br /> Moser’s unique collegiate influence has been ever-present in my life since those days in the OldMain classroom and the cactus-studded desert where we practiced making and breaking Ambushes to the crack of blanks and the low boom of simulated improvised explosive devices. It led me to publish two international journals on terrorism and insurgency, to deliver numerous talks and classes, and to write four books.Moser was particularly adept at ambush and counter-ambush, a subject from experience I can testify that that others in the ROTC cadre sadly seemed to ignore.<br /> <br /> One of the four books I wrote was the direct result ofMoser’s teaching on how to set and break out of an ambush, something other ROTC instructors had totally ignored. From my Desert Ranger instruction, and with the knowledge that the U.S. military had not had a manual on this key subject since the 1950s, years later I teamed with a former Navy SEAL officer to write “Killing Zone.”We put on paper, for others, what Moser had taught the Desert Rangers about this tactic, which has taken so many American lives over the years.<br /> <br /> “Killing Zone” took the place of the manual the military hadn’t had in decades. That was the good news. The bad news was that two years ago, while at a conference at Gettysburg, Army Lt. Col. Joshua Potter told me that, while he was being trained for Special Forces, his instructors used “Killing Zone” as a supplementary text. But, he said, the book smacked of the Vietnam era and jungle battlefield. His experience in the newer war zones showed the text needed updating.I agreed. Gary Stubblefield, my SEAL co-author, agreed. The publisher agreed. And Lt. Col.Potter agreed to do the heavy Lifting for the revision of the book based onMoser’s original teaching.<br /> <br /> Lt. Col. Potter, now serving his fourth tour of duty in Iraq, said the new edition, renamed “Ambush!,” is being used in the war zone and that in its first months it had already saved lives.<br /> <br /> AlMoser, through his unique teaching and example, helped protect the lives of his students in Southeast Asia years ago. His teaching and example lives on today in the pages of “Ambush!,” continuing to save lives of soldiers—undoubtedly including Sun Devil alumni.<br /> <br /> —MarkMonday ’68 B.A.E.<br /> <br /> Trip of a lifetime<br /> Category: Then and Now<br /> <br /> In the span of time from 2000 to 2004, I never imagined I would have completed two bachelor’s degrees, represented ASU in the Hollywood Squares 2002 College Tournament, been named Outstanding Graduating Senior for theW. P. Carey School of Business, all major highlights while at ASU.In addition to these amazing opportunities and honors, I was very lucky to have met my husband, Jeremy Schultz, during my time at ASU.<br /> <br /> My sophomore year started the same as my freshman year, signing up for classes, buying books, moving into a dorm, and starting the process of meeting my neighbors. During the first few days before school, I heard about a trip to Six Flags that the dorm put together. I got two friends to go and then asked Jeremy, who I had Met down the hall. The night of the trip, we patiently waited in Lot 52, only to never have the bus arrive; the trip had been cancelled!<br /> <br /> Still determined to go, we all hopped in my car and drove to Six Flags in California. That trip started my relationship with Jeremy.We started dating September 2, 2001, were engaged December 15, 2004, and got married July 15, 2006. Hard to believe almost 10 years ago, our story started at Cholla dorm while studying for accounting and going to ASU football games.<br /> <br /> Since graduating, our degrees and careers have taken us to Seattle, Columbus, Ohio, and now most recently to Richmond, Va. I have had the opportunity to work as a high school business and marketing teacher, and most recently became the first corporate trainer for a national non-profit financial agency, Apprisen Financial Advocates. Jeremy has continued to advance with The Scotts Miracle-Gro Company working in sales and marketing, which has spurred our traveling from state to state as his career progresses.<br /> <br /> Our experience at ASU was amazing, and despite our moves around the country, we still proudly say we are Sun Devils wherever we go. Jeremy has most recently returned to ASU to start hisMBAin the online program, and could not be more proud to continue as a Sun Devil in his studies.<br /> <br /> —Samantha (Ferreira) Schultz ‘04 B.S., ‘04 B.A.E.<br /> <br /> Standing firm<br /> Category: Family Traditions<br /> <br /> I attended ASU in the late ‘60s.I dropped out and returned to complete my degree in 1990, when I began my career working at the university. I graduated onMay 25, 1996 – the same day my oldest son graduated from Northern Arizona University and 30 years to the date that my husband graduated from ASU.We are life members of the Alumni Association. I am a native of Tempe (fifth-generation native), making my grandchildren seventh generation.<br /> <br /> We have had football season tickets since 1977, following my husband’s graduation.We sat in the student section prior to that.My children have been going to games since they were born, as well as my grandchildren.My parents started this tradition at Goodwin Stadium with my brother and I, just prior to the opening of Sun Devil Stadium in 1958.We have been in the north end zone since then.<br /> <br /> My mother still attends the games with us at age 81.My dad still roots the team on from the best seat in the house – Heaven.<br /> <br /> —Jacqueline Gutierrez ’96 B.A.E.<br /> <br /> Tested, and re-tested, by fate<br /> Category: Then and Now<br /> <br /> I took Accounting 101 at ASU during the summer following high school. On the day of the final Exam, the instructor told us that someone had broken into his office and stolen the test, so we were getting another exam that did not necessarily match the material we’d been taught. I got a D in the class.<br /> <br /> Eighteen months later, determined to make up for that disaster, I studied the book from cover to cover and worked all the problems, and earned an Ain Accounting 102.<br /> <br /> —Jim Zelenski ’72 B.S.<br /> <br /> Big brother<br /> Category: Family Traditions<br /> <br /> I followed my older brother and greatest inspiration to ASU.When I was a scared freshman who was living 3,000 miles away from my home and parents, my brother was always there to take me out to dinner, keep me from getting into any trouble, and to make me feel completely at home at ASU.Through difficult class schedules, crazy roommate experiences, a long-distance relationship, homesickness, and balancing jobs and sports, my brother was a constant source of happiness and calm.<br /> <br /> I’ll never forget the feelings I had as my parents and I drove away from Sonora Hall after dropping off my big brother for his freshman year and wishing I was staying there with him, instead of going home to Pennsylvania. Three years later, it was like a homecoming when I arrived in Tempe to begin my time at ASU.<br /> <br /> During my freshman year I unknowingly lived across the street from the girl who would later become my sister-in-law.<br /> <br /> Dan and I have always been what some of our friends refer to as "freakishly close," and there is no other way I would have it. From the time when we were little kids, I have always seen my brother as someone that everyone wanted to be like, and as we have become adults, I see that my heroic image of him is what he truly is.<br /> <br /> My brother is my greatest inspiration. He is someone that everyone wants to be around and spend time with. His kindness and cheer are contagious, his lust for life awe inspiring. His smile is as wide as Texas and he is a friend to everyone he meets. Friends, roommates and acquaintances come and go, but to be able to share your college experience with your sibling is priceless.<br /> <br /> —Kathryn Brower ’02 B.F.A. <br /> <br /> Time, tenacity, achievement<br /> Category: Graduation<br /> <br /> Graduation – I thought it would never come.Why? Because I spent 11 years getting my degree. You know how it is: working several jobs, raising a family, going to school ... it takes time. And in my case, tenacity.<br /> <br /> You see, graduation was more important to me for two reasons: 1) I was a high school dropout and 2) I was the first in my family to get a college degree. Graduation arrived and I just couldn’t stop crying! This was the crowning achievement of My life, given my personal background. Because of this, I have decided to establish a trust to allow other members of my family to afford the benefits of education!<br /> <br /> —Arianda Hicks ’03 B.S.<br /> <br /> Systemreset<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> I went back to finish my bachelor’s degree in social welfare at ASU following an “early out” from the Army to attend school after returning from the Vietnam War. I found myself very activated and upset about the war, and joined the ASU Vietnam Veterans Against TheWar organization in hopes of helping to end the conflict sooner than later. Lucky for me, my advisor in social welfare was Professor Naomi Harwood. She was in the right spot at the right time to do good for many of us who were upset with the system.<br /> <br /> She would say to me repeatedly, "If you want to change the system you have to join it and learn how it operates, and then you will be able to take it over and do something about changing it." Agood number of years later, I was getting close to retiring as an Arizona town/city manager when I happened to see Professor Harwood on a TV interview leading the Grey Panther movement in Arizona. She was espousing some pretty radical ideas about what should be done to get better care for the elderly. I called her up and reminded her about what she used to tell me and others During the height of the Vietnam War Era and she said: “Well, yes, Mark, that still holds true for younger people, but at my age I don’t have much time left to get things done.”We had a good laugh and I thanked her again for helping me and a bunch of others get it together during a dark time in American history. She was my greatest teacher and friend, and I shall never forget her.<br /> <br /> —Mark Fooks ’73 B.S.W.<br /> <br /> Sound check, please<br /> Category: Campus Scenes<br /> <br /> It was mid-December 1987, a beautiful early evening near the end of finals week—crisp, clear, the sun beginning to set. I was walking from campus to my car, which was parked in the Sun Devil Stadium parking lot, and as I neared the stadium, I could hear music – loud music – and singing!<br /> <br /> It was the rock band U2. They were doing a sound check for their upcoming concert at Sun Devil Stadium, which would later become part of the movie “Rattle And Hum.” I stopped walking and looked around to see if anyone else was nearby hearing this. I was alone. I stood there for several minutes in the waning light, listening to what felt like my own private concert.<br /> <br /> Even 23-plus years later, the memory of that little moment in time is still very fresh—and very special.<br /> <br /> —Lauri Loveridge ’88 B.S.<br /> <br /> Second chances<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> I went to ASU from the small town of Kingman, Ariz., in 1967 and the Tempe campus had five times as many people as my town.I had never seen so many beautiful women in one place in my entire life.<br /> <br /> I forgot the purpose of going to ASU was to study and to get a degree. I thought the purpose was discovering girls. I was like a kid in a candy store. I went to ASU on a full scholarship because I had a very high college entrance score.My first two years I maintained a D average, but I had a wonderful time dating. I lost my scholarship, and finally my parents got the word that I was being expelled for poor grades.<br /> <br /> Dean Glenn Overman called me in, and asked what happened to me. I told him I had discovered girls. He laughed and said I would soon be discovering Vietnam because of no longer having the student waiver. He said he would give me one last chance, and I studied like there was no tomorrow.<br /> <br /> It took me five years to get my degree, but I graduated with a B.S. in business management in 1972. I was Dean Overman’s Poster Child for Successful Second Chances for years. I was always thankful to Dean Overman for his motivation and second chance.<br /> <br /> I ended up working as a bank vice-president and became heavily involved in civic activities. Both my Kids are ASU graduates, and ASU will always have a special place in our hearts.We just visited ASU for the 2010 Homecoming, and I must admit ASU still has the most beautiful women of any college campus. Old habits are hard to stop!<br /> <br /> —Mark R. Fairall ’72 B.S.<br /> <br /> Birthday joke<br /> Category: DormLife, Campus Scenes<br /> <br /> Every fall, Delta Gamma had parents’ weekend, complete with a football game, brunch, and picnic in the courtyard of Palo Verde Main. One of the activities was a mother/father-daughter look-a-like contest.Well, to this day, my mother and I are carbon copies of one another. In other words, we were shoe-ins for this type of contest no matter where we were or who might compete against us.<br /> <br /> One of my sorority sisters, Amy Cameron, who was the funniest person I’ve ever known, was always without her parents on that particular weekend, as her mom was a sports writer for the Kansas City Royals and her father was an OB/GYN surgeon. Anyway, she and my father entered the look-a-like contest faithfully each year, though they placed dead last. They thought it hilarious that they were even allowed to enter.<br /> <br /> On my father’s 40th birthday, when he was teaching a public speaking course at ASU, she walked in with a pillow stuffed high beneath her sundress, sporting loud flip flops and wearing her sunglasses up atop her head. She Marched in to one of those tiered classrooms, marching down toward him, asking why he had not returned her calls. The students froze in dead silence. I was a few steps behind her. He stopped for just a moment and then said, “Amy, you said you wouldn’t tell” and she quipped, “Dale, you said it wouldn’t break.”<br /> <br /> At this point, I stepped in and said, “Dad, how could you? Does Mom know you’ve been carrying on with one of my sorority sisters?” I think it was the only time I’ve known my father to be speechless.<br /> <br /> About this time, my friends walked in with a large cake blazing with 40 lit candles, and we began to sing to him. Amy let the pillow float to the ground and you could almost hear the collective sigh of relief around the classroom.<br /> There was a slice or two for everyone. The most amazing part is, 40 seemed quite old to me that afternoon.<br /> <br /> Dale Hillard, my father, is now 71, and still works as a the full-time broker atWest USARealty. He is still a great practical joker. So is Amy.<br /> <br /> —Judith Ann Hillard ’82 B.A., ’84M.Ed.<br /> <br /> Becoming a “liver”<br /> Category: Graduation, Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> It was spring 1979. In a large meeting room on the third floor of the English building, I was preparing to make the oral defense of my Ph. D. dissertation. For three years I had been researching and writing about popular Contemporary novelist Philip Roth, collecting that work into my collegiate magnum opus.<br /> <br /> There were six or seven of us in the room that day as I recall, my fevered memory of the event having been slightly damaged by the passage of time and the enduring recollection of one highly embarrassing moment near the end of my defense.<br /> <br /> Dr. James Green, my dissertation advisor, chaired the meeting. Also in attendance from the English Department were Drs.Marvin Fisher, then head of the department, Thelma Shinn (Richard) and Jay Boyer. The remaining professor or two were from other departments outside the discipline and their names have faded into the fog of passing time.<br /> <br /> The defense went well enough, and I passed it successfully. Near the end of my defense, however, I committed a gaffe, perhaps only noticed by myself and Boyer, but one I’ve never forgotten.<br /> <br /> In Philip Roth’s early novella “Goodbye, Columbus” (also the name of the collection in which it appeared), the protagonist Neil Klugman has a comical exchange with girlfriend Brenda Patimkin (you might remember Richard Benjamin and AliMcGraw in these roles in the film version of the story). At a critical stage in their relationship, Neil says to Brenda: “I’m not a planner. I’m a liver.” Brenda’s response: “I’m a pancreas.”<br /> <br /> It’s a funny break in a generally serious conversation, and in my dissertation defense Dr. Boyer gave me the opportunity to repeat this comic gem. Somewhere late in the Meeting he managed to manipulate the discussion and feed me the softest of all softballs so that I could hit a witty verbal home run right out of the English Department building. Unfortunately, I was so serious and nervous about passing my defense that I actually whiffed on Dr. Boyer’s most kind lob.<br /> <br /> “I,” Boyer said, practically waving at me to get me to hear his setup line, “am a liver.”<br /> <br /> Did not say – to my later chagrin – “I am a pancreas.” I didn’t say it! I couldn’t pull the trigger, couldn’t complete the offer, failed to swing the metaphorical bat of wit.<br /> <br /> More than 30 years later, I still remember that moment of generosity and good humor offered up by Boyer. I remember it with the embarrassment of a guy who strikes out in a slow pitch softball game. It’s funny in retrospect, though occasionally you have a small cringe when you think about it.<br /> <br /> In the long run, however, that moment will always remind me of the years I spent at ASU and the excellent teachers I had. Teachers who might not have been able to get me to say “pancreas” at the right time but ones who prepared me well to go out into the world and be a “liver.”<br /> <br /> —J. B. Hogan ’79 Ph.D.<br /> <br /> Amember of the Sun Devil generation<br /> Category: Then and Now<br /> <br /> I’ve been a Sun Devil for over 20 years!<br /> <br /> I went to the Child Development Lab for kindergarten, obtained my undergraduate degree here, Worked for the ASU Foundation, got my graduate degree here, and found the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with!<br /> <br /> ASU has seen me through my entire life ... Go Devils!<br /> <br /> —Colin Tetreault ’05 B.S., ’10M.A.<br /> <br /> All in the family (and friends)<br /> <br /> Category: Then and Now<br /> <br /> I attended ASU for my graduate degree, and my husband attended ASU for his undergraduate degree.<br /> <br /> We met at work and fell in love especially because we both were Sun Devils. Since then, we have been ASU football season ticket holders with two other couples, who all went to ASU as well!<br /> <br /> Go Devils!<br /> <br /> —Lisa Ulibarri Hatlen ’01M.C.<br /> <br /> Lifting her higher<br /> <br /> Category: Family Traditions<br /> <br /> I was a transfer student from Glendale, Calif. I joined the Kappa Delta Sorority to have a nice place on campus to live. This time of my life was a difficult one for me.When I had the role of auditioning fraternities and sororities members to become lead dancers for Greek Sing, it gave me the opportunity to meet my future husband.<br /> <br /> His name was NickWhite, a transfer student from Long Island,N. Y., and he was member of Sigma Chi.When he danced and lifted me up for the first time, the whole fraternity cheered and yelled. I Thought, “Who is this guy?” Well, he invited me to his Sigma Chi Sweetheart Ball and the rest is history.<br /> <br /> We have two grown daughters, Nicole and Katie, and live in Sunland, Calif.We just celebrated our 26th wedding anniversary.<br /> <br /> Thanks, ASU, for bringing us together!<br /> <br /> —LauraWhite ’82 B.A.E.S.E.<br /> <br /> Presidential ambitions<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> I attended Scottsdale High School, and I was basically a nerd studying pre-engineering. I was involved in Junior Achievement during my last two years of high school, and the faculty advisor was ProfessorWilliam Harris from the ASU College of Business. He became my faculty advisor when I began at ASU, even though I was an engineering major.<br /> <br /> Despite the fact that I had never been involved in student government, I set as a goal the day I started at ASU to become student body president. Due to the help and encouragement of Professor Harris, and later Dean Glenn Overman, I was able to obtain my goal during my fifth year as a senior.<br /> <br /> Both of these individuals exemplified a can do attitude, and I will always be grateful to them.I ended up spending ten years at ASU and obtaining three degrees.I had to work my way through school, and received a five-year pin for working with various departments at ASU. I have had many ups and downs in my professional life since ASU, but the lessons that I learned from Professor Harris and Dean Overman continue to inspire me. I have lived by these principles and SirWinston Churchill’s famous commencement address at Harvard Law School: “Never, never, never, never, give up!” —John F Holman ’69 B.S., ’71M.B.A., ’75 J.D.<br /> <br /> MBA =Many Beneficial Achievements<br /> Category: Then and Now <br /> <br /> Enrolling and graduating from ASU with myM.B.A. has been a wonderful investment and important part of my life. Knowing that my skills needed to be improved beyond the bachelor’s level, my graduate learning experience prepared me most especially in the areas of finance, economics and future employee culture trends. In particular, I thank Steve Happel and LeeMcPheters.<br /> <br /> In 2005, I decided on a major career change, which involved founding Valor HospiceCare & The Valor Institute for Palliative Medicine. The skills and friendships that I developed at ASU were critical to starting the organization and for creating a truly unique, inspiring organization. Thank you.<br /> <br /> —Grant A. Rowe ’95M.B.A.<br /> <br /> Lydle’s legacy<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> My name is Deborah Hansen, and I am a graduate of Arizona State University. Professor Robert Lytle taught Agriculture Business courses at ASU. He encouraged me to attend ASU, and he motivated me to obtain my Bachelor of Science Degree in Agribusiness Management. He even offered to type up my submission for graduation.<br /> <br /> Lytle loved agribusiness, and his fondness for the subject rubbed off on every agricultural student. He was extremely approachable, and always had a kind encouraging word for everyone. There was never a stupid question asked of him, for he found meaning in each thought. He favored all the students, and made each one of us feel special. He was excited about agriculture, and his quest in life was to educate all. In 1977, American agriculture had the ability to feed and clothe each person on earth – what a powerful industry to be associated with! I am very proud of my degree, and my association with Professor Lytle!<br /> <br /> —Deborah Hansen ’77 B.S.<br /> <br /> Coming home to Arizona<br /> Category:My Best Friend<br /> <br /> I applied to ASU without even visiting the state of Arizona. As I was graduating from high school in Missouri, my parents decided I Should apply to ASU because it was warm and beautiful. I got in, and arrived feeling a bit of a shock at how beautiful the weather and cacti were.<br /> <br /> My sophomore year I met my future husband, who was a freshman.We were married two years later. I got a teaching job in Chandler, and he was a senior.<br /> Unfortunately, we had to leave Arizona for New York due to my husband’s business.We always vowed we would return to our favorite place.<br /> <br /> Now, 42 years later and retired, we have settled in Sedona and are so thrilled to have made it “full circle” and returned to the state that brought us together and was always in our hearts!<br /> <br /> —Linda Lowenberg Brecher ’69 B.A.E.<br /> <br /> My teacher,mymentor, my friend<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> During the introduction session he asked us our names and why we had enrolled in the class. I said something about being an aspiring sports writer; he humbly replied that he had done some baseball writing as well. I can’t remember if he said his name. Later I realized he was the sameMark Harris whose writing was included in baseball anthologies on my shelves at home. Immediately, I read “The Southpaw” and “Bang the Drum Slowly.” I signed on for two more independent study classes with him, talking more about life than writing.<br /> <br /> Mark and I remained close, even after I graduated.<br /> <br /> When he caught bronchitis, he called upon me to work as a substitute teacher and I pinch-hit for hit for him as a reader during a program sponsored by the Alumni Association. His recommendation helped land my first job in the industry. Later I was hired by the college as a conference coordinator for a baseball symposium in 1998. I moved to Baltimore in 1999, where I have continued to work as a freelance baseball/travel writer.<br /> <br /> Afew years ago,Mark’s wife Josephine told me that he had Alzheimer’s disease. I recalled the last time we met inMarch of 2002.He was recently retired and packing for a move to California. I picked through some of his old books.We had some coffee and said goodbye at the end of his driveway. Driving away, I could see him standing there for a long while, much the same way that little kids look at a favorite relative’s car when they’re sad to see them go, wearing that same chaleco he always wore. And I was looking back at him getting smaller in the mirror. I realized this might be the last time we would see each other.<br /> <br /> He must have been thinking the same thing; unfortunately, we were both right. He was a great role model and an even better friend. I still miss him and think of him often, but it’s nice to know that I can still hear his voice whenever I pick up one of his books.<br /> <br /> —CharlieVascellaro ’93 B.A.<br /> <br /> 3 for 3<br /> Category: Inspiring Teachers<br /> <br /> Some of my fondest lifetime memories are from my days at ASU. It is where I met some of my oldest and most trusted friends, colleagues, and mentors. Dr. ElDean Bennett, who passed away in 2001, will be in my heart as long as I live. He was a great friend and advisor. Ben Silver taught me how to write, and I use the skills he taught me every day. Dr. Joe Milner, my communications law class professor, taught me how to think more logically and strategically. These individuals and many more shaped my college experience, gave me great knowledge, and helped me succeed.<br /> <br /> Bennett was the first faculty member I met on campus, and we didn’t meet when I was at my best.The story I am about to share with you isn’t just my favorite about him or about my ASU experience…it’s one of my favorite life stories and I feel there is a lot to be learned by my sharing it with you.<br /> <br /> I applied to ASU fairly late in the deadline application window, so I was accepted fairly late.What that meant was that all the student housing and classes were full. But I was told if I slept outside the student union the day before students showed up to move into the dorms, late registrants like myself, would be given “no-show” dorm rooms on a first come, first Served basis. You can bet I was one of the first to line up to sleep in front of the union to get a dorm room. The strategy paid off. I not only got a room, I got it in the dorm I wanted,Manzanita.<br /> <br /> Next, I had to get classes. I went to the registrar’s office and told the person there what I wanted.Everything was full. I knew I was in trouble. I knew no one in Arizona, no one on campus and had no classes. I didn’t know where to go. Not looking too fresh, being sleep deprived, and not knowing what to do or who to turn to, I walked over to the College of Public Programs.<br /> <br /> There I told the administrative assistant my story: I had a place to stay…but no classes. Tired, frustrated and on the verge of tears, I heard this booming voice, like the voice of God, say “come into my office, young lady.”<br /> <br /> In his office, I explained my situation. Bennett typed some things and then printed out a piece of paper and handed it to me. He asked me if this schedule looked okay. I said yes, but those classes are full. He replied, “They are, and you will be in them.” I didn’t know whether to hug him or jump for joy.<br /> Then, I said, “I don’t mean to be greedy, but while you’re being so kind and helpful, could you please tell me how I go about applying for an advisor?” He replied, “You have an advisor – me.”<br /> <br /> Little did I know at the time that this person was the dean of the college and more importantly would be one of my greatest Mentors and friends of my life.<br /> Not a day goes by that I don’t think fondly of him and thank him in my heart for all that he has done for me.<br /> <br /> Silver taught me to write – really write. He taught me how to tell a story. He taught me how to ask questions to not only get surface information, but to get deep into the heart of the matter. Those skills were critical when I wanted to do an investigative reporting piece for the school’s radio station. The piece was one that Silver felt was worthy of national recognition. He encouraged me to apply for the Radio and Television News Directors Association’s Richard Cheverton Scholarship. I did, and won, earning $1,000 towards my education and the opportunity to attend the national RTNDA convention. There I met news directors from all over the country.Several that I met there saw something in me and took me under their wing. I never ended up working for any of them, but they mentored me, educated me, opened doors for me, and befriended me. I am still close with all of them today and we talk on a regular basis even though I am no longer in news and some of them are not either. Silver opened my eyes and the doors of opportunity for me that have enriched my life.<br /> <br /> Milner not only taught me how to think more logically and strategically, he helped me see the truth in the saying “If you can see it, you can be it.”Milner and his communications law class had a reputation of being the toughest part of the broadcasting degree curriculum. It was said that if you didn’t apply yourself in that class, you might not pass. And Since you had to pass to get your degree, I took that word of warning seriously.<br /> <br /> I remember on the first day of class,Milner talked about the grading policy. I listened very carefully. But what really got my attention was the comment that the person with the highest grade going into the final would get an automatic Aand not have to take the final. I made it my mission to be that person. And after the first class, I went up to Dr.Milner and shared that with him. I said, “You may be seeing a lot of me this semester. If I have questions, I want to know that I can come to you. I am going to work my tail off and I am going to be the one who doesn’t take the final.” He smiled and said, “Somehow, I don’t doubt that.”<br /> <br /> I learned so much in that class. I enjoyed being taught byMilner and his class was one of my favorites. He not only taught me about law, logic, and strategy, he taught me about drive and perseverance. And in case you’re wondering, I did have the highest grade in the class and I didn’t take the final.<br /> <br /> These three individuals have made a permanent mark in my life, career and in my heart. Like everything in life, you don’t accomplish great things all on your own. You need the help and guidance of others. The knowledge, guidance, and friendship that these three great men shared with me, along with many other professors on campus, are the reason I have had two successful careers so far: my first in broadcast news and my second in media and public relations as the owner of my own business.<br /> <br /> —Lauren Abel ’86 B.S.<br /> <br /> Against all odds<br /> Category: Then and Now<br /> <br /> When I enrolled at ASU in the spring of 1996, I had already been in a 20-year educational odyssey while working fulltime and raising two sons. That spring I had just recently transplanted from Tucson, and facing the challenge of a new city and university.Was I destined to continue on an endless quest to attain a college degree? Not according to the counselors at ASU.They mapped out exactly how I could accomplish this goal while maintaining a full-time job.<br /> <br /> But it was the teamwork of the dedicated, professional, and knowledgeable English professors at ASU who had high expectations of all their students that deepened my determination to succeed. In the spring ofMay 1998, I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in English, and then again inMay 2003 with a master’s in education.<br /> <br /> Subsequently, I attained both my elementary and secondary teaching certificates. I taught as a professional educator for ten years in the Phoenix metro area.<br /> <br /> ASU gave me more than an education. It gave me the confidence, skills, and inspiration to help others attain their educational dreams against all odds – including my son, who graduated with a bachelor’s degree inMiddle Eastern Studies at the University of Arizona after dropping out of high school and saving in a college plan while in the Army.<br /> <br /> My solid education fromASU inspired me to found Lilpoets, Inc., a nonprofit literacy organization. Additionally, I built the entireWeb site on my own with the hopes of being able to reach out to underserved students via online.<br /> <br /> I am now pursuing a faculty position at the community college level. Thank you, ASU, for inspiring me to share my story in hopes that I, too, can help many others attain their educational dreams and goals.<br /> <br /> —Sydney Dudikoff ’98 B.A., ’03M.Ed.<br /> <br /> Having a blast<br /> Category: Campus Scenes<br /> <br /> In the year that the Arizona State College Bulldogs became the Sun Devils, someone in the athletic department thought that it would be a good thing if someone in the chemistry department would develop a system which would make it appear that the team, emerging from the dressing area under the stadium, was coming out of Hell. They talked with Prof K , and he, in turn, called Bob Lamb and John Durden (two of a very few who thought of chemistry as a career).<br /> <br /> Prof K described (his version of) the project, gave us the key to the storeroomAND two pieces of advice which he regularly used at the end of teachable moments, which will appear at the end of my story.<br /> <br /> We had neither a broad selection of useful chemicals or large quantities of the chemicals that were available to us, had so we chose the following: a mixture of zinc and sulfur (four pounds) divided equally into two three-pound coffee cans, properly Fused.We knew it worked on the basis of a five-gram run.We tried to talk with our supervisor to confirm it would work, but he was too busy.<br /> <br /> On the night of the game, the coffee cans were placed on either side of the door.When we received the signal from the team, we lit the fuses.What followed is hard to describe: two columns of flames shot into the air to a height of about 80 feet.White dusty, combustion products dimmed the lights, the ash fell over the stadium.We were amazed.We had truly created Hell. Eventually the game was played and believe it or not, nobody thanked us.<br /> <br /> But we had observed Prof K’s advice. One, we did not go to Phoenix by way ofMesa, and two, we did not get lost in the desert.<br /> <br /> —John A. Durden ’50 B.S.