tives. Excelsior learned of the ruse, and each of the candidates arrived safely at the dance under heavy Excelsior escort (including one who had a date with a Phoenix man). The rivalry extended into intramural athletic events. Phoenix-Excelsior water polo games became great fund raisers at 50 cents each. Combatants emerged with huge scratches on their backs looking as though they had been flogged with a cat-o'-nine-tails. In 1953, Excelsior defeated Phoenix twice in softball. Because the college awards committee was short of funds for the annual presentation assembly, it was decided that the two units would play again for money, with the proceeds going to the committee. The loser would provide the winner a cake. Phoenix lost the game and graciously provided the winner a beautiful cake, complete with green grass, brown infield, and all nine players in place. It was not immediately recognized that the icing on the cake contained an abundance of a laxative. It wasn't until several days later that the Excelsiors began comparing notes and recognized something more ominous than individual cases of distress. By way of retaliation, Phoenix's annual farewell ball was to be held in Salt Lake City at Ole's Terrace, a very upscale spot in the fifties. As my date (later my wife) and I turned onto 2nd East in Salt Lake City, we saw an array of beautiful formals and nice suits standing on the street outside the darkened establishment. Excelsior had called and notified the Ole's Terrace management that the event was scheduled during "Dead Week," a time when the administration allowed no outside events to interfere with studying for finals. Regretfully, the event had to be canceled. Postscript: Ole, the owner, was contacted at his home just as he was going out to dinner with his wife. After some frantic calling, he was able to gather most of his orchestra and arrange for us to eat at another establishment. By the time dinner was over, back at Ole's, the orchestra was in place, and he allowed the group to dance for an extra hour past the customary closing time to compensate for the inconvenience- making for a very memorable evening. Phoenix Excelsior An Open Invitation to the Legislature Val Lofgreen '53 Once when I was riding to Salt Lake City with President Henry Aldous Dixon, he casually noted that he wanted me to address a joint session of the Utah State Legislature and to extend an invitation for them to visit the Weber College campus to see firsthand how their money was being spent. My mouth was instantly dry, and my brain and heart were racing - no advance notice and no time to prepare. I don't recall any- thing in my life since then more daunting than stepping up to the speaker's podium in the House of Representatives, with both representatives and senators on the House floor. I don't recall what I said, but the invitation was accepted, and the legislators were well pleased with what they saw when they visited the campus. In 1953 I drafted a request to the Utah State Legislature that it allow Weber College to charge an additional $4.00 per quarter as a building fee. The request was accepted. This revenue was used as the base to enable bonding for a union building. James R. Foulger, Weber College treasurer, established that the profit from the college bookstore was its rent. This revenue allowed the initial bonds to be paid off on an accelerated basis and also additional bonding for a union building addition several years ahead of the projected schedule. Val Lofgreen Reflections on Weber Junior College Karen Blair Lofgreen '53 inging with the Weber College Musettes under the direction of J. Clair Anderson was one highlight of my college days. We enjoyed learning new and creative songs and entertaining students during assemblies. We also sang for members of local social and civic groups during their luncheon meetings. Our gold-striped white blouses and black velvet skirts made for an awesome-looking group. Although sometimes our music 72 was not the best quality, we were always graciously received. Being president of LaDianaeda was a great experience. The two rush parties were held in the unique Cellar Theater of the Eccles Dorm and in the Naval Reserve Building. Wearing our swabbie outfits, L. D. sweaters, and Joyce pearly-gate shoes provided that unique L.D. look. Each Wednesday at noon, our club meetings were held in the old Central Building. This rich experience taught many of us leadership and management skills that we still practice. We worked very hard to prepare our Homecoming float. Since there was a delay en route, the cars pulling the floats were told to drive quickly to fill in the gaps. Our driver went so fast we decorated Washington Boulevard with crepe paper, satin material, and almost five live bodies. Our float was less than put together when we crossed the finish line. We didn't win first place that year! I had the best student job on campus, working in the athletic office for Reed Swenson, Laurence Burton, Milt Mecham, and Clair Anderson (Andy). My pay check was $15.00 per month. To supplement this check, I typed the monthly newsletter for the National Junior College Athletic Association and received another $15.00. The sum of $30.00 per month was big money. Coach Swenson teased me about playing on his basketball team. One Sunday morning, after a Saturday night game, the line up in the Standard-Examiner listed all of the players and included "Blair, K." It also showed that I didn't score or make any fouls. For many years after that, the coach teased me about the incident. When the new campus was being built, several of us were asked to whitewash the bleachers for the first football game. We were thrilled at the size of the playing field and were delighted that there were enough bleachers to seat the entire Weber College student body. The class of 1953 was the first class to graduate using the new facility. Musettes Longer Than Todays Miniskirt Bonnie Bowen Durbano '53 In the Fall of 1951, Weber State College selected four cheerleaders: Janet Gourley of Brigham City, Bonnie Bowen of Ogden, Brent Heninger of Sunset, and Leon Ray of Layton. Janet and I were required to pay for and make our own uniforms. We selected purple moleskin fabric for the vest and pleated skirt. We chose white satin for the blouse and a modified short or bloomer worn under the short skirt, which was longer than today's miniskirt. Shortly after the first few football games, we were called into President Henry Aldous Dixon's office to be told about the short uniform skirts we were wearing. Someone had complained about them. President Dixon told us in a kindly way to come up with a more modest design. Janet and I sewed a pair of shorts out of the moleskin fabric which seemed to be acceptable, as we heard no further negative comments. Basketball season was great fun since we sometimes performed dance and acrobatic routines to music during half time. Bonita Kerr of Tremonton, a drum majorette, joined us on occasion as did Dr. Jennings Olsen and others with weight-lifting routines. I still have my old uniforms. I only wish they still fit! Not a Drop of Milk Garth M. Blanch '54 As I think of the pleasant memories of the old Weber College, many of my thoughts are directed to the rivalries of the two men's social clubs - Phoenix and Excelsior. As many of these events have been told by others, I'll try to relate two that I believe have not been told. An annual event sponsored by Phoenix was the Milkmaid Contest. In this activity, each of the women's social clubs would enter a representative to see who could get the most milk from a cow in a given time. The affair was staged, and a large crowd of onlookers 73