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Greeks Raise The Roof

I am as excited as the Saturday Night Live Target lady today! Not only did I procure another ancient history yearbook for my collection, but it cost ONE DOLLAH. Yippee!

It was during this 1963-1964 school year that JFK was shot and killed. But honestly I don’t know if that was enough to make these Oklahoma Sooners put down their cups for one second. The fraternities and sororities sure knew how to party:

I didn’t know “raise the roof” was a popular term fifty years ago, but these fun-loving Greeks were clearly raising it.

And they partied like rock stars. Even Bo Diddley got in on the action.

But partying can get out of control. I think Roger got a little too fresh with Jeanne…

Pi Kappa Alpha partied like Royals at their Dream Girl Party. No red solo cups here.

Old or young, it didn’t matter. DEKEs liked to have a good time.

Eileen could barely contain her excitement at the TGIF Party.

Linda screamed when a zebra-jacketed matador sat on her lap at the Bowery Ball

These Delta Gamma gals showered Ned with Christmas cheer.

Sigma Delta Tau knew their second amendment rights.

And Zeta Tau Alpha wore their sunglasses at night. Too cool for school, you guys.

Late December Back in ’63

This may have been the first Ugly Sweater Party in history.

Don’t You Dare Change That Beatle Album

Evidently, there was only one Beatle in 1963.

Fa La La La La. La La La La.

Oklahoma Sooners '63 — Oklahoma Sooners ’63

After Christmas Dinner

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Holiday At The Ranch

Moo.

Ranches have cattle.

Cattle needs to be fed.

Ranches have goats. Goats don’t like to stick around for your camera lens.

Dogs take their chances on the cattle guards.

You might see a cardinal or an armadillo.

And on a clear day, you can see forever.

Jemima Gets Her Carpe Diem On

Bienvenido A Miami, Part Tres

First off, let’s give thanks to the hardworking yearbook photographers, who not only captured this great winter wonderland, but would have had to do serious bicep work to carry those old school cameras.

Remember that this was an era before Liquid Paper. Imagine all the retyping that had to be done.

The editor proofs some copy, smoking what appears to be a redskin headdress feather, but may well be a blurry pipe.

And check out the fly neckties on these fellows.

Cheers to the yearbook staff of the 1949 Recensio–may you all have your own blogs on WordPress, if you are still alive.

Real Icicles On Our Fake Icicles

When the sky becomes so cold that water becomes a solid, that sky needs to go away. That sky needs to summon the sunlight and warm it up to a temperature in which a human can function. Whipping biting bone-chilling wind is the devil, especially when one is trying to pump one’s overpriced gasoline into one’s aging Japanese car. Give me 110 degrees over this any day.

Okay, Canada. Okay, Yankees up there above the Mason-Dixon line. Bring it. Tell me what a wuss I am and how awesome it is to ski in frosty weather, and how your snowman is the bomb. Tell me 20 degrees ain’t nothin’, that you’ve skinnydipped in Arctic waters and liked it and you can hardly wait to do it again. No, thank you.

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The weatherman predicts colder weather in the morrow, but really, does it matter? Cold is cold. And he’s not losing his job even if it turns out to be cloudy with a chance of meatballs.

Bienvenido A Miami, Part Dos

Part of the university experience is college ball, and Miami University is no different. Here comes the marching band, flanked by costumed Redskins.

And just watch how excited the crowds look this Saturday morning! How about that Christmas sweater smack dab in the middle?

How could they possibly lose with these guys on their team?

Let’s don’t forget about the ladies, getting their lacrosse on.

But some prefer to stay indoors and bowl in the air conditioned bowl-o-rama.

And certainly don’t mess with the gals on the archery team. They’ll shoot your eye out.

Bienvenido A Miami, Part Uno

When you think of Miami, you probably think of Miami, Florida. I do. Or the Will Smith song that speaks of the coastal city. You probably don’t think of Miami University in Ohio, of all places, where this picture was taken in 1949. Here is a portrait of dorm life–before cell phones, before TV, before rock ‘n’ roll–where women could look attractive in penny loafers and saddle oxfords instead of 5″ stiletto stripper heels.

I’d never even heard of Miami University, the 10th oldest public university in the United States. The university, which offered classes in 1824, existed long before Miami, Florida was incorporated as a city in 1896. And that’s one to grow on!

These fellas seem to be enjoying campus life as well. They didn’t need no stinkin’ Blu-Ray or mobile apps to be content. Just a book and a lamp and some swanky robes.

At the time, the mascot was the Miami Redskins, but a politically correct climate necessitated a change to the Miami Redhawks. Lame.

Back then, it was also cool to smoke, especially while sunbathing–or turning your skin red. Yes, I said it.

Nowadays, it’s inadvisable to start a family while in college. And who could afford it under this administration anyway? But in the post-war years, students were often married and raising families. And evidently living in ramshackle cabooses with picket fences built by unskilled laborers.

This next gathering is a group of gals in the “Outing Group.” It’s not what you think; they went on picnics and hikes together over frostbitten leaves. And apparently, they were keen on swastikas as well.

Perhaps after a long day of hiking and antisemitic rallies, the girls would hit the town. ( To be fair, swastikas meant “it is good” for years before the Nazi party used it. Let’s take it back, people!). Downtown Oxford, Ohio offered up restaurants as well as a movie theater.