<< BackDressed to Impress
When I was pledging Rockledge in the spring of 1975, I was apparently
viewed as one of the instigators among the group (there had been a
number of tit-for-tat practical jokes exchanged between the brothers
and the pledges). One night around 10 pm several brothers (I don't
trust my memory on this, but it may have been Bill Howard, Rick
Matthews, John Moore and Glen "Scotty" Corsini) appeared at the door
of my room in U-Hall 3. To the immense delight of my room-mate, they
attired me in a pink dress and hiking boots, applied makeup to my
face, and bundled me off in their car to Tweitman's Halfway House, a
redneck bar (and site of occasional parking lot shootings) located
several miles outside of town on Dryden Road, where I was left to
fend for myself. Anticipating my likely fate in the bar, I noticed
some trailer homes situated a short distance away. I decided my
chances were better there, and I knocked at the door of one where the
lights were on. The woman who lived there and her daughter were a
little shocked at my appearance, but eventually allowed me to use
their phone to call for assistance. I called Roald Euller, who had
access to a car, and who had offered to be available in such a
circumstance, as we had expected that something like this would
probably happen. Roald agreed to come rescue me.
After about a half hour watching the Tonight Show in my dress with my
hostesses, I went outside so I'd see him coming. I tried to be
inconspicuous, but after quite some time, Roald hadn't yet arrived,
and eventually a well-lubricated patron of the bar stumbled out and
caught a glimpse of me before I could get out of view. He insisted
on an explanation, and when he heard how I had come to be there he
enthusiastically dragged me into the bar so he could show me off to
his buddies. Needless to say, there was great merriment on my
account, but I got several free beers as a result. Roald finally
showed up about an hour later; I always suspected that he dawdled a
bit just to make sure I got the most out of the experience!
Jeff Snedeker '78