and say, "Oh yeah, you are the ones who had their picture in the paper," which made us feel like they cared and we were special. I'll have to tell how that came about. When the reporter called from the Standard-Examiner, she asked me if I was going to wear a crown, and I started to laugh. She didn't know me and asked why I was laughing, and I just said that if she could see me, she would know, because I'd have to tie a tiara under my chin to keep it on because I didn't have much hair. I think that's why they sent a photographer out to see just what I looked like. I didn't dream that they would print what I had said. On Tuesday, there was the fashion show in the Gallery Room at the Student Union Building. There were models from the Junior Cats Club, the student body, and the Emeriti Alumni Council, all wearing clothes from the bookstore. They all looked great and seemed to be having a good time. Again, we were introduced, and we were wearing the rugby shorts that the student committee had presented to each of the royalty on Monday at the luncheon. Wednesday and Thursday were days off for us, but on Friday there was the banquet at the Timbermine Restaurant. We were given a corsage and a boutonniere, which were white chrysanthemum for me and a white carnation for Stewart, with a purple W in the center of each. A big white mum with a school letter was something I had always dreamed of, and it was fun to wear-just like I thought it would be. Rich Brewer, Diana Ellis, and Alan Nye were given Distinguished Service Awards, and Joan Hellstrom, Robert A. Hunter, and George Wahlen were given Distinguished Alumni Awards for their outstanding help and accomplishments. Saturday for us began early in the morning. We had been notified Thursday evening that KSL wanted to interview the non-traditional royalty on Saturday morning to be broadcast live on their early news program, and we were to be at the Institute of Religion because they were having a breakfast at 8:00 a.m. The weather all week long was just beautiful and warm, and the autumn leaves were in full splendor, but that morning had just a nip in the air at that hour and was a little cool for our TV debut. Craig Wall from KSL was so nice to us and seemed to be fascinated that we had met while attending Weber - me with my hair in curlers and Stewart standing on a ladder in his army fatigues, and that neither of us was particularly impressed with the other at the time. After the interview, we went to the parking lot behind Ogden High School where the Homecoming parade was organized. We were met by Dick Davis from the Alumni Association, who placed us in a vintage 1929 Model A Ford which had been restored by Ed Niederhauser, its owner and our driver. It was a beautiful car, and we were privileged to be riding in an authentically restored vehicle. The parade traveled south along Harrison Boulevard, and people waved and took pictures of us and the car. It was all exciting and fun, fun, fun! Before we left Ogden High School, we received a bouquet of red roses. We felt truly regal. We watched the Homecoming football game from the President's Box, which we shared with President Paul Thompson and his wife, Carolyn, and other invited guests. The tasty buffet was sooo good after our early morning "quickie at home" breakfast. At half-time we were put in Roy Van Orman's 1930 Model A Ford, which had been restored on the outside, but it had an automatic transmission and a Pinto engine, for a spin around the track while we waved to the fans. Although Weber lost the game 40 to 7 to Boise State, the weather was gorgeous - just right for a football game and an added bonus for Homecoming. The ball that evening was a special culmination of the week's events. The ballroom at the Shepherd Union Building was crowded. The dancers were well dressed, and the occasion brought back many memories of other dances in days gone by. They even danced to some of the same tunes we danced to some 48 years ago. Again, we were introduced and asked to dance the Royalty Dance with the Student Royalty. That was a little scary because it has been awhile since the Radmalls had tripped the Light Fantastic. Oh, what a fun week and what a great honor. This honor will never fade from our memories, and it ranks as a true highlight of our lives. We only hope we represented the alumni and the University with the dignity and high respect they both deserve. Great Odds for Girls Shirlee Burnett Larsen '48 The years were 1947-48. All the boys were home from the war and attending Weber College. What great odds for the girls, about 6 boys for every girl. We always had a date for every dance and other fun happenings. I rented a room from Lydia Tanner. She had taught home ec at Weber for many years. That year she received Stewart and Roma Lou Radmall 62 a special award for her many services and dedication to Weber. She was honored and given the award at one of our assemblies. She was like a mother to me and the other four girls who lived in her home. We all loved her. I took a cooking class because we got to eat what we prepared, and that was my dinner for the day. I went to Weber full time and worked part time at Mountain Bell Telephone Company. My part-time pay check was my only income, but I made it because Lydia Tanner charged me a mere $12.00 a month for a room, bath, and clean linens. Weber campus was small, and everyone was friendly. We did a lot of visiting and flirting in the halls and on the steps of the buildings. I was a member of the Otyokwa sorority with a fun bunch of girls. Otyokwa always sponsored Sadie Hawkins Day. I remember I was in my Sadie Hawkins outfit, and I got soaked to the skin. Some boys turned a big fire hose on us, but we were laughing so hard and having such a good time we didn't even mind. In 1948, a cosmetology class was first introduced at Weber. I decided to take the course. We had only four students and one instructor, Mae Watson. We didn't use outside patrons; we just worked on each other. We did learn a lot, and it was fun. I always had very clean and curled hair. My nails were manicured perfectly. The training I received in cutting hair has been very useful. I cut all four of our children's hair and all the neighborhood gang's. I'm still the best barber for my husband. Lydia Tanner Horseshoes and Coffee C. J. Santoro '48 While attending Weber College, I took gym each quarter even though veterans did not have to. One activity 1 got involved in was horseshoe pitching. During that quarter we had various games and events, including horseshoes. Carl Saunders, now a retired dentist, and I won the college horseshoe double event. The last game for the championship was really hard-fought. Our opponents did not show up. I wish I could remember who they were. I called for Carl and found out he was in Hawaii for a week. I thought he might remember more of this and also support what I told you concerning the last match. Fresh out of the service, a couple of us fellows were avid coffee drinkers and quickly discovered we could not buy a cup of coffee at the CI. So we drafted a petition and presented it to the col- lege. The first signer was Wallace (Wally) Sandlund, and I signed either second or third. The college got in the coffee business promptly. I think Farrell Shepherd managed the CI at the time. Coffee at the C.I. The Campus Was My Playground Janet Hyde Jacobsen '48 I have so many fond memories of Weber I hardly know where to start. I grew up living on campus. My father was the building engineer. The campus was my playground. There I learned to swim, and when I attended Weber, I was on the swim team. I remember swimming laps or racing every night. After our workout we would fill the footbaths with hot water and sit around and solve the world's problems. I remember jumping off the balcony on a dare. Who could ever have spent any time in the gym area without learning to love Gertie Stallings? She gave out locker keys and towels, but more important she was there to encourage us, laugh with us, and help solve our problems I worked in the registrar's office. For this new generation, it was before computers. The teachers would turn in grades, and we would record them on the permanent files and on the students' cards by hand. Teachers I will always remember are Reed Swenson, Leland Monson, and Walter Buss. Who could forget the fun trips we made to southern Utah, where the girls slept on one side of the bus and the boys on the other side? These are just a few of my memories. The days at Weber are some of my most cherished times. Gertie Stallings 63