In scrounging around for photos of the campus for a previous posting, I ran across a bunch of photos that were taken in May 1957 recording a prank that my friends, fellow MSM Amateur Radio Club members played on me. They stole my shoes off of my feet - not just one pair, but a second pair that I had walked home barefoot to obtain. The first pair had been placed atop the Rolla Building - home to the humanities department. That building, one of the oldest on campus, played a large part in my campus life as its basement housed the MSM Amateur Radio Club. We had a folded-dipole antenna suspended between the smokestack of the powerplant and the top of the Rolla Building.
First, a photo of the Rolla Building (on the left) with a portion of the next-door mechanical engineering building (note the smokestack behind it.) You know that this is not a photo taken in my day because (1) no one was allowed to play games on campus, then, and (2) look at all of the women! (This photo is looking west.)
Now, a photo of the Rolla Building in May 1957 - with me on the roof to retrieve shoes. I'm the tiny speck at the base of the left-hand antenna mast - the folded-dipole isn't visible in this photo - which was taken looking north.
I have no idea who had the bright idea of taking pictures of the whole fiasco (about a full roll's worth); but, the photo club had its darkroom across the hall from the radio club's "shack". I'll spare you most of the photos; but the photo, below, shows toward the end of the melee.
Note that Bob (the guy in ROTC uniform, above) has at least one pair of my shoes.
After it was all over, Hunky Husband (we had started dating in February) took time to recoup, sitting on the top step of the stairs to the radio club "shack".
Since I ran into another photo of Hunky Husband, I'm posting it, below - for Bogie, mostly! The photo is from May 1958 and shows HH in the house that we shared with Elder Brother and his wife. We had married January 1, 1958.
BTW: Part of a mother's responsibility is to embarrass her kids. How am I doing, Bogie?