by Steve Maxon

First, let me tell you how incredibly impossible it is to believe that I wrote that series almost four years ago.  Wow.

But although it seems like it was yesterday, I should add a little bit of explanation now that the whole story is in the ancient past.

Gary wasn't nearly as bad as the story might have made him out to look, although there were odor issues with his room.  Due to reasons wholly separate from the room draw fiasco, he did not return to Houghton for his sophomore year, although he came back to visit several times, right up until graduation.  I believe Gary is currently working in the office of a community college, and taking some classes there.  I do like Gary. And Tom too. He didn't come back that next year either, but he visited from time to time, and I don't want to make you think he was anything but a great guy. He's graduating this year with a BA in philosophy from SUNY Stony Brook, then he'll pursue an MFA in acting, and eventually, an acting career...

I did room with Josh the next year, but we got ourselves moved up to third floor, to be with our RA friend Mike Jordan.  That turned out to be one of our very best decisions, Dave Diaz's gang notwithstanding.  We stayed up there for two years, and then I became the RA on first floor, redeeming it.  Hubie did not transfer, and ended up rooming with my freshman roommate, Dave.  The three of them lived in a house together our senior year, and then we all graduated from Houghton in May 2001.  Here's a picture of the four of us with Jeremy and Mike Vreeland, taken that day.

Gregg and Jeremy had a good time in the basement, but the third floor culture was largely dispersed.  Junior year, Jeremy got stuck in a house with music majors, which he didn't like very much, but senior year, he lived at Stone House, off-campus, and that more than made up for it.  He also graduated with us, and is a substitute music teacher near home.  Gregg transferred to Oklahoma State in the middle of his junior year, and will graduate soon.  He, like me, plans to go to law school this fall.

Moisio's time on first floor was just as painful as we all thought it might be.  One bright spot is that his floor made a swimsuit calendar that year, which is absolutely one of the single funniest (AND MOST DISTURBING) things I've ever seen.  He also lived in Stone House his senior year.

Ed ended up on my basketball team the next year, and except for a time when he took a three-pointer that would have tied the game when he was covered and I was wide, wide open, we got along very well.  Pray that Lawarran (in training to be a minister in the Salvation Army) never reads this story, both because I respect him very much and because the man could kill me with his bare hands.

An interesting sidenote to the story -- the next year, a rule was created to allow people to keep the same room without challenge, if they wanted to.  If this rule had been in effect freshman year, we all would have stayed on third floor -- and that seriously would have changed everything.  People's lives would honestly be different today.

But that's why God runs things.

-Steve

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