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I have a little sign posted in my office at work with two quotes.

"Coincidence is God's way of remaining anonymous." -- Albert Einstein

"Too coincidental to be a coincidence." -- Yogi Berra

Had an interesting experience at the US Open on Friday that fits those two quotes perfectly. I wore a Penn State shirt to show my allegiance plus I knew it would be a good way to start conversations with other people. So I ended up just randomly meeting two guys who were also wearing Penn State shirts and I found we had some things in common.

The first guy I talked to turned out to be Luke Lilledalh's dad! We bumped into each other at the bottom of the stands and he told me who he was right away. I told him I was particularly interested in Luke because he went to Wyoming Seminary and I had gone to Mercersburg Academy. We competed against Wyoming Seminary in wrestling and probably some other sports as well. He pointed to his hat and it was a Wyoming Seminary hat. So we had a nice chat for about 15-20 minutes, and he told me how much Luke likes wrestling at Penn State. I don't think we need to worry about keeping him there for the next 3 seasons.

Later, I decided to look for some food and found that a few vendors had set up a food court in the one corner of the building. I got some kind of sliced steak and rice dinner along with a Coke and walked over to a table to eat. Two other guys sat down who turned out to be refs and we had a great conversation about wrestling in general. About 5 minutes later, another guy came walking by wearing a Nittany Lion WC shirt. He looked at our table and saw me sitting there with my Penn State shirt so he came and sat with us. He also knew one of the refs at the table. Well this other guy turned out to be Beau Bartlett's dad! We had a great conversation for over an hour. He was actually born in Japan and is Japanese by descent but came to the US when he was 8 years old so he acts and talks just like everyone I grew up with. (So that's how I learned that Beau has Japanese ancestry.) He went to HS at El Camino HS which is in Oceanside, CA and close to Rancho Buena Vista where Bernie Truax went to school. I also told him that I went to Mercersburg Academy in PA and we competed against Wyoming Seminary where Beau went to school. He was pretty impressed with that - Mercersburg is now one of the top rated US prep schools.

While we were talking, the Blair coach came over to say hello. We were also joined by Jim Duschen who is an Iowa State old timer who dates back to the Dan Gable era. All in all, it was a really enjoyable dinner for me - meeting new people and learning a lot about their history. I sure hope I bump into all of those guys again sometime.

And regarding coincidences, I thought it was really peculiar that the only two Penn State guys who I actually stopped to talk with were both dads of wrestlers who went to Wyoming Seminary who I wrestled against when I was in school. You might say that was just random chance, but there were probably 2000+ people in building that day. How was it that they were the only guys with whom I ended up getting into extended conversations?
Awesome story! Junior Seau also went to high school in Oceanside, but at Oceanside High. I have a great "coincidence" story for you. I moved from a small town in Oregon to San Diego. I started dating a gal and learned she also grew up in Oregon. The kicker was I found out that her mom and my mom had been friends in high school in a little town in Oregon of about 1200 people. I initially didn't tell my girlfriend. My mom even sent me a photo of my girlfriend's mom and her together in high school. I then showed it to my girlfriend, who probably thought I was some kind of stalker! I told my girlfriend I thought it was a sign from God, but she said it just made her feel trapped : ) My viewpoint won out, and we will be celebrating our 35th wedding anniversary in August!
 
Yeah. I was 158 my last year at PSU. I'm not in the same zip code anymore.
Zip Codes have 5 digits.

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"Arson in a dorm room" may be the charge, but is a bit misleading. Per reports, McAlister used a lighter to put some burn mark of the outside of a dorm room door. The female tenant opened the door and chased McAlister away; he was later identified by security cameras.
Good thing they didn’t have security cameras back in the 80’s ….. the things we used to do in the hallway. Oh boy!
 
Good thing they didn’t have security cameras back in the 80’s ….. the things we used to do in the hallway. Oh boy!
Pennies jammed in the door frame with a hair dryer blowing talc under the door.

Never, right @82bordeaux, @86PSUPaul? (At least it was a thing in Beaver in ‘82-83, which I’m guessing was a hand-me-down).
 
Pennies jammed in the door frame with a hair dryer blowing talc under the door.

Never, right @82bordeaux, @86PSUPaul? (At least it was a thing in Beaver in ‘82-83, which I’m guessing was a hand-me-down).
I had heard about the talc under the door but never actually saw anyone do it. Pennies in the door happened often! We also found out that they only had a limited number of key options. If you went around Beaver you could find other doors that your keys would unlock.

Anyone remember a bunch of straw and ducks/chicks in Beaver in 1985?

How about a road kill groundhog that caused some people to have to get rabies shots?
 
I had heard about the talc under the door but never actually saw anyone do it. Pennies in the door happened often! We also found out that they only had a limited number of key options. If you went around Beaver you could find other doors that your keys would unlock.

Anyone remember a bunch of straw and ducks/chicks in Beaver in 1985?

How about a road kill groundhog that caused some people to have to get rabies shots?
I know this… road kill groundhog in a water fountain smell worse then far expired cottage cheese in an A/C vent which smell worse then a roadkill turtle in a hidden spare tire trunk compartment.
 
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I would think there's more to this. When I was in freshman dorms (Geary represent), my friend and I were being stupid and igniting axe spray on various dorm-related items, which long story short set off the fire alarm. We didn't get in trouble.
 
I had heard about the talc under the door but never actually saw anyone do it. Pennies in the door happened often! We also found out that they only had a limited number of key options. If you went around Beaver you could find other doors that your keys would unlock.

Anyone remember a bunch of straw and ducks/chicks in Beaver in 1985?

How about a road kill groundhog that caused some people to have to get rabies shots?
Metal trash cans filled with water leaned against the door. (Doors obviously opened in.)

Large 10x13 mailing envelope filled with shaving cream- open end slid under door and large textbook slammed down. Shaving cream propelled into the room. Followed by running back to your room so no one knew who did it!

Good times on 4th floor Stuart in the 70’s!
 
My sophomore year someone light off bottle rockets in the stairwell in Beaver Hall. I went to inspect after I heard the boom, then an RA showed up and wrote me up. I was on disciplinary probation for a semester despite me not lighting anything and no evidence that I did. Oh well

That was the first of two disciplinary probations. The second was for loaning out my student ID along with selling my football ticket for a game when I was going to be out of town. The guy was stopped by campus police at a tailgate and asked for ID. He did not present my ID as his, it just happened to be in his wallet and the cop noticed it.

I said he was just holding it for me because I didn’t have pockets. They said I was supposed to have it on me at all times.

Luckily both times I didn’t not have a second incident in the semester.
 
My freshman year we did $3500 worth of damage to our floor in the dorm. There were 35 people on the floor so everyone had to pay $100. When I got the bill at the end of freshman year I was pissed off because I hadn't caused any of the damage. I went to the RA and he said since they didn't know who caused the damage everyone had to split it. I immediately started telling the RA every single person who was responsible for the damage and what damage they caused. The RA was a huge pussy though so he didn't bother doing anything with the information and we all had to pay the $100.
 
Metal trash cans filled with water leaned against the door. (Doors obviously opened in.)

Large 10x13 mailing envelope filled with shaving cream- open end slid under door and large textbook slammed down. Shaving cream propelled into the room. Followed by running back to your room so no one knew who did it!

Good times on 4th floor Stuart in the 70’s!
Floor Wars - large trash barrel full of water leaning against the elevator door and sending it to another floor.

Also, in East Halls in late 70s, someone sent a piano down the elevator shaft.
 
Beaver Hall ‘81-82 year, correct @82bordeaux , @86PSUPaul?
Yep, 203 Beaver from fall 81 to spring of 83, than a year at WB campus due to dropping out of engineering, then 3rd floor 84-86

We used to force the elevator door open when it was a floor below, and ride on top, using the controls there to override the buttons in the car. People would push a down floor and we would make it go up.
 
My freshman year we did $3500 worth of damage to our floor in the dorm. There were 35 people on the floor so everyone had to pay $100. When I got the bill at the end of freshman year I was pissed off because I hadn't caused any of the damage. I went to the RA and he said since they didn't know who caused the damage everyone had to split it. I immediately started telling the RA every single person who was responsible for the damage and what damage they caused. The RA was a huge pussy though so he didn't bother doing anything with the information and we all had to pay the $100.
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Metal trash cans filled with water leaned against the door. (Doors obviously opened in.)
Another version of this was: seal the doorway with newspaper, and fill the gap with popcorn.

Probably my favorite dorm shenanigans, not so much prank ... I lived on ground floor of Hamilton, on the long hallway between Waring and Fiji. Somebody at one end decided to roll a bowling ball down the length of the hallway. Then somebody at the other end rolled it back. Etc. This was during finals week. We noticed it a little, but apparently it was extremely loud in the rest of the dorm -- an RA came down from the top floor over Waring -- 5 floors higher and a different section of the building.
 
Those lasted at least until the mid-90
Pennies jammed in the door frame with a hair dryer blowing talc under the door.

Never, right @82bordeaux, @86PSUPaul? (At least it was a thing in Beaver in ‘82-83, which I’m guessing was a hand-me-down).
Pennies jammed between the door and the door frame … that brings back memories. In the 60’s a football played named Steve Smear jammed our door and poured a trash can of water under the door using a plastic bag. It was all good fun. We never got even with Steve because he was a serious bad ass.
 
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My sophomore year someone light off bottle rockets in the stairwell in Beaver Hall. I went to inspect after I heard the boom, then an RA showed up and wrote me up. I was on disciplinary probation for a semester despite me not lighting anything and no evidence that I did. Oh well

That was the first of two disciplinary probations. The second was for loaning out my student ID along with selling my football ticket for a game when I was going to be out of town. The guy was stopped by campus police at a tailgate and asked for ID. He did not present my ID as his, it just happened to be in his wallet and the cop noticed it.

I said he was just holding it for me because I didn’t have pockets. They said I was supposed to have it on me at all times.

Luckily both times I didn’t not have a second incident in the semester.
I got suspended from the dorms (ooh!) for not leaving during a fire alarm while watching the MLB playoffs in the Hamilton TV lounge. For those who've never been there, the Hamilton TV room has 3 extra-wide French doors, plus a regular exit by the staircase in the back of the room. As a Hamilton resident, I was pretty much immune to the alarms. Fiji pulled our alarms daily, often multiple times per night, and I just ran out of care. In early October.

I had to meet with the West Housing Coordinator. Once I figured out this wasn't a real punishment -- it was Double Secret Probation -- I told her I didn't leave "because the Mets were losing." She wasn't amused.

Two of my friends who lived on 3rd floor of Hamilton got into minor legal trouble and tossed from the dorms for something even dumber. They found a couch next to the Fiji dumpster, it looked in good-for-dorm shape, so they took it in. Several months later, they got hammered and tossed the couch out their window. Instead of it falling to the ground, 2 legs caught on their window frame, and the other 2 legs broke the window directly below. They got busted for possession of stolen property -- the couch had a "Property of PSU" tag on it. Turns out Fiji had stolen it, but good luck proving that to the cops.
 
Yep, 203 Beaver from fall 81 to spring of 83, than a year at WB campus due to dropping out of engineering, then 3rd floor 84-86

We used to force the elevator door open when it was a floor below, and ride on top, using the controls there to override the buttons in the car. People would push a down floor and we would make it go up.
Speaking of elevators, we had a really shy quiet guy on our floor my senior year. He was extremely ticklish so we tied him to a chair, carried him one of the all girl towers in East. We put him in the elevator and put a sign on him, “ tickle me please!” And pushed all 10 buttons!
 
I got suspended from the dorms (ooh!) for not leaving during a fire alarm while watching the MLB playoffs in the Hamilton TV lounge. For those who've never been there, the Hamilton TV room has 3 extra-wide French doors, plus a regular exit by the staircase in the back of the room. As a Hamilton resident, I was pretty much immune to the alarms. Fiji pulled our alarms daily, often multiple times per night, and I just ran out of care. In early October.

I had to meet with the West Housing Coordinator. Once I figured out this wasn't a real punishment -- it was Double Secret Probation -- I told her I didn't leave "because the Mets were losing." She wasn't amused.

Two of my friends who lived on 3rd floor of Hamilton got into minor legal trouble and tossed from the dorms for something even dumber. They found a couch next to the Fiji dumpster, it looked in good-for-dorm shape, so they took it in. Several months later, they got hammered and tossed the couch out their window. Instead of it falling to the ground, 2 legs caught on their window frame, and the other 2 legs broke the window directly below. They got busted for possession of stolen property -- the couch had a "Property of PSU" tag on it. Turns out Fiji had stolen it, but good luck proving that to the cops.
I spent two years in 322 Hamilton - there overlooking Fiji, after my year in 533 Beaver. “We are Poplar House, mighty mighty Poplar House…”
 
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I spent two years in 322 Hamilton - there overlooking Fiji, after my year in 533 Beaver. “We are Poplar House, mighty mighty Poplar House…”
I honestly have no idea what my house was. I forgot it was a tree until you posted this.

I do remember that my floor had 2 different houses. The other floor made accidentally hilarious t-shirts -- this was late 1980s when Public Enemy's Don't Believe The Hype came out. A black guy on that floor made it into house shirts, with a giant hypodermic needle logo ... except the shirts came back as "Don't Forget The Hype."

He didn't live that down for the entire year.
 
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Pennies jammed in the door frame with a hair dryer blowing talc under the door.

Never, right @82bordeaux, @86PSUPaul? (At least it was a thing in Beaver in ‘82-83, which I’m guessing was a hand-me-down).
In addition to the above, we dumped several gallon buckets of water mixed with shampoo down the hallway and had our own readymade slip and slide.

As mentioned above the doors opened into the room. We’d take a page out of a newspaper and tape the top of the newspaper to the top of the door frame and then double it back, making a loop and tape the other end to the top of the door, then we’d fill the newspaper loop with talcum powder. When the unsuspecting new freshman would open their door, the next morning, every inch of their room would be covered in talcum powder, including the unsuspecting freshman.
 
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