Yay, I scored a new yearbook today! You Indiana people (who know who you are) should feel excited! You might want to defend your public university here and explain why these ladies would have posed for a portrait in their towels. Why would they agree to that? Plus, towels then were so small. Think about those awful scratchy towels in your grandparents’ linen closet. Yuck. We don’t even use towels in our house, only “bath sheets” as tall as we are, plush and soft against our skin. Come to think of it, my dorm never took a group shot at all. Not in clothes or out of them. So much about the 1970s that doesn’t make sense…
I Don't Get It 
That never happened when I went there. I wonder what dorm it was?
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Boisen 4
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Yes, odd photo opportunity, yearbook or otherwise, and I lived through relatively the same dormitory era as they co-eds, Kerbey. And, for the life of me, I can’t figure out how you missed commenting about the goof, er, girl, bottom row, right.
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I didn’t know what to say. I thought she was just special.
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Do not tell me that, Kerbey. Now I feel like a bad person.
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Oh, Mark, I’m going through this 1973 yearbook full of crazy people dressed like freaks (I realize we are all crazy), and what I post tomorrow will probably offend everyone, so “special” is the least of the offensive terms at this point. Let’s just say she was a normal person being silly and I know that you are a nice, compassionate person and would never be the judgmental intolerant person this yearbook has forced me to become.
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Oh, boy, bring it on tomorrow, Kerbey. I can’t wait to see what made you lose all decorum.
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And at first glance I thought they were all just wearing strapless minis 🙂
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Ha!
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That was the year I was born! Look at what I was missing out on! lol
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Oh, you just wait til tomorrow. There was a whole vat o’ crazy being brewed that year.
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really?
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