Boring day? These hilarious memories will put a smile on your face and take you back to your days as an undergrad. Relive your wild days and share your memories with us at here.
What is the one memory you have shared or will share with your children or grandchildren?
"Living in the Fraternity House was, on balance, quite enjoyable. The food was good; we all had our own space in which to study; and there was always a social event on week-ends - on campus if not at the fraternity house. I can honestly say that my Fraternity Brothers were a fine group of men who I was always proud to be associated with." - Rudy Jansa, '50
“Some of my very best friends are the result of joining the Hut. I think that the camaraderie, bonds, relationships, and the experience of running the house are invaluable. Not to mention experiencing "Ritual".” - James (Jamie) M. Richard, ’82
"One of the best decisions I made at MSU was to join Lambda Chi Alpha. Great honest hardworking guys and alumni support. Happy to see that the current chapter is enjoying success that we only dreamt of in 1995. Makes me feel that all of the ground work that we did back then was really worth it." - Eric W. Novak D.C., '95
What is the memory that makes you laugh hardest today?
Either 1940 or 1941 Zip Van Vaulkenburgh and I moved into the basement in what must have been storage rooms. We labeled the rooms "00". Zip and I were in the first room and two seniors moved into the other room. For the life of me I can?t remember who the seniors were. I think Bud Tice was one. One time the seniors had been playing golf and they returned to"00" and were demonstrating their putting strokes on the carpet and then somebody showed us how well he hit a wedge and finally they were hinting long irons and I crawled under my desk as golf balls were ricocheting all over the two rooms. The concrete walls propelled the balls into missiles and it was difficult to tell where the next one was coming from. One finally went through a window and the game was called. because of being unable to play an unplayable lie." - Bill Jesiek, '41
"The goofy stuff that came along with living in the chapter house, things you shake your head at now." - Greg Killoran, '69
“Spending the night on the roof of the Kappa house to avoid arrest after a panty raid.” - Rick Page, ’77
“Bryan Pulte and I are at Art's Bar knocking down shooters and playing shuffleboard one winter Saturday night. We knew there was a party over on the east side of campus, but it always was, "...just one more game!" Well, pushing midnight, we finally left, and we're heading down Michigan Avenue toward E. Lansing as a light snow fell. We were in Bryan's '68 Firebird convertible and talking away listening to the radio when I noticed we were picking up speed. All of a sudden a cop pulled onto Michigan off a side street right in front of us and was heading in the same direction in the right hand lane. I said, "Bryan, watch it, a cop!" Bryan hit the brakes a little too hard, and we started to skid sideways and head across the center turn lane into oncoming traffic. All the while, we are catching up and even passing this cop car. Bryan over compensates for the swerve, turns drastically in the other direction, where we suddenly lurch back into the eastbound lane, but due to the conditions of the road we do a 180 right in front of the cop car. Here we are, skidding backwards down Michigan at a good rate of speed, and we are staring bug-eyed out the front windshield watching the cop's face look back at us. We slammed ass backwards into a huge drift, and watched as the cop's lights went on, but he continued on past us. Bryan said, "What should we do?" As I said, "Let's get the hell out of here!" We pulled out of the drift and turned down a side street, all the while hearing sirens blaring everywhere. We pulled into a driveway, parked, turned the car off, got out and started walking like we were merely pedestrians. As we got back up to Michigan Avenue, we could see what all the sirens were about. There was a huge brawl at MAC's Bar, and that cop that we were staring nose to nose with was heading there as we did our best Joey Chitwood in front of his squad car. If not for that brawl at MAC's, Bryan and I would surely have spent the night with E. Lansing's finest.” - Bruce Tuttle, ’78
“The annual spring canoe trips that we used to take as the associates "walk-out".”- James (Jamie) M. Richard, ’82
“Murray and Frye Posting after the showcase at Munn Arena.” - Jeremy Joseph Mourey, ’00
Describe the best social event.
We had a Spring term party in '41, I didn't have a date and Bud Tice suggested that his girl friend, Shirley Van Aukin, had a friend that was engaged and sitting out all the parties and was getting lonesome and he suggested that he and Shirley arrange a blind date for me with her. I agreed and met my future wife Ginny. I received my flight instructor's certificate in the spring of 1942 and we were married June 27 of that year. Bill Jesiek, '41
“Term party weekend at the resort at Waloon Lake or maybe it should be the White Rose formal in 1977. I met my wife, an AXO, as a blind date thanks to roommate in the Penthouse, Randy Smith.” - Rick Page, ’77
“Some of the best parties were when the Figi's asked us to invite the sororities and have the party at our place, but they would pay for the beer and food. The sororities never wanted to party with the "animal house," so the Figi's always asked us to "sponser" the party, then they would show up and horrify the hell out of everyone.
One party I remember in particular though was when I was social chairman one spring, and we heard the Tri Delt's were having a big ass party with a couple other sororities and a couple frats, and didn't invite us. Well, considering the Tri Delt's were our national sister sorority, that didn't sit well with some of the brothers. I believe it was Brother Lydy that first suggested we throw a "Fuck You!" party, where we just have a big front yard gig, and don't invite anyone. “So it be said, so it be written!” Kegs and food, in the front yard, the house's best stereo systems blaring tunes from the second floor windows, and the brothers playing Frisbee in the streets. The next thing you know, the music was like the Pied Piper as you could see people walking up the street to join the fun. The Phi Mu's could hear the music all the way down at their house, and even passed up Happy Hour at the Alley Eye, that was a first, to come over to our house. When the kegs went dry, I think we all proceeded down to Mumm’s, as usual, and ended up closing that place up.” - Bruce Tuttle, ’78
“One of the best was the Kentucky Derby party held on the side yard complete with a party tent, the MSU jazz band, wide screen TV, a horse tied to the tree in front of the Hut, and of course, mint juleps.” - James (Jamie) M. Richard, ’82
“Halloween 1999, Fessler and I as Dumb and Dumber.” - Jeremy Joseph Mourey, ’00
"One of my best memories (amongst many) is the Hawaiian party that we had in 1978. We literally brought in a truckload of sand, and dumped it through the basement windows to cover the floor. We installed goldfish ponds, palm trees, and heat lamps (I think it was February). Then all the attendees had to wear appropriate attire of course. The planter's punch and beer were flowing and all the goldfish were swallowed before the night was over. The women were fantastic and LCA was on top of the social world, as usual!!! The only problem was we didn't think about how to get all the sand out of the basement. Thanks to the "associate" members, that problem was solved!" -Bill Grumpy Jenkins, '79
Describe your favorite/best road trip
Ft Lauderdale spring break 1977. So many memories, best is that Jim Mac and I ended up rescuing one of the brothers from being arrested at gun point and racing out of town in the nick of time as the cops closed in on us.” - Rick Page, ’77
“Gary Hall and I are spending the summer at the hut, and I've got the penthouse. Neither of us was working that night at Dooley's, and I knew he had tickets and was going to see the Beach Boys at Pine Knob with a date that night. Well, it's about 4:00 in the afternoon, when the penthouse door busts open and it's the "Hulk." Gary goes, "Come on; let's go see the Beach Boys." I said, "I don't have a ticket." He goes, "You can buy one at the gate." I said, "I don't have a date." He goes, "Then get one!" Needless to say, we were going to have to be leaving in 45 minutes, and still had a cooler to pack as well! Good ‘ole Ellen Schmidt wasn't doing anything that night as I called her and said, "Can you be ready to go in half an hour to see the Beach Boys. And oh, by the way, I don't have tickets, so there are no guarantees." We picked up Gary's date in Birmingham, and then headed up to Pine Knob. Back in those days you could take your own beer in a cooler and sit on the hill. We had enough beer for half the hill! Of course I got tickets, and we get situated about half way up the hill, listening to the warm up act (it was Billy Joel!), when who do we see stumbling around at the bottom but Dean Accivatti! ‘Dawg’ was just hammered and the warm up act wasn't even off stage yet. Needless to say, a good time was had by all.” - Bruce Tuttle, ’78
“The trip to Jackson Hole with twelve other Hut brothers. Marty Brennan, Jimmy Allen, Todd Heller, Bill Reid, Fritz Kruer, Bob Desiel, Steve Mayhew and Steve Sherman were a few of the guys that drove out to Jackson Hole in "Skylab." There wasn't much snow so when we became bored with skiing the few open blue runs, we resorted to snowmobiling in Yellowstone and "borrowing" a neighbor’s canoe in which we took turns ripping down an icy road in the subdivision were we were staying. Obviously, there was a whole lot of partying involved, but even the sheriff wanted to watch this crazy stunt when he caught up to us patrolling the neighborhood.” - James (Jamie) M. Richard, ’82