My first frosh night, my last visit, and every moment in between.
“Hanging out” at the old balcony with clubmates.
Late nights in the hot tub is the favorite non-classified memory I can share.
Houseparty senior year with the girl I married 55 years ago (my present wife).
Dancing to Dion and the Dynamics. What a weekend
Cloister is more of a feeling than a single memory
The legend of the moosehead, and the photos of the
Classes of 1965-66
All things Cloister library.
All the party week-ends with the dates staying in the
bunk beds upstairs some of the time...
Drinking out of the Easterns Cup 3 times in the
Too many to mention!!!
Dancing with my girlfriend, now my wife of 51 years
My favorite memory is the WPRP guys playing bridge
continuously 24/7 at the card table in the Cloister
(without prayer books).
The very generous way that our housemother, Ms.
Post, mixed the eggnog at Christmas time.
Turning 21 at 80s semi-formal and being surprised
with a huge cake!