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Romance
and Mishaps
@Mizzou readers share their favorite
spring break memories...
My best spring break memory was traveling
with two of my best gal pals, Bobbie Jo and Kari, and Bobbie
Jo's friends from Owensville, Mo. We traveled all night to Panama
City Beach, Fla., to get away from the stresses of midterms
and college life.
Turns out that everyone decided to go to
PCB for their spring break adventure in 2000. Every time we
would meet people at the beach, bars, or just walking down the
street, we would see black and gold T-shirts, or hear people
say, “M-I-Z...Z-O-U!”
It was pretty cool. There was even a point
one night at a club that I was dancing with a nice guy, and
it turned out he was an education major (same as me) from Mizzou.
Gotta love Tigers all over the country! It’s not where,
but who you’re with, that really matters.
— Cristin N. Malone,
BS Ed ’02
Five guys in a ’62 Chevy
can get in a lot of trouble going to and from Daytona Beach,
Fla. From almost driving into a 20-foot construction ditch in
Georgia in a pounding rainstorm to our 20-hour SUNBURNed return
with no A/C, we managed to let the Easterners know how Mizzou
parties. Five (and some nights more) in a room for two and fake
IDs (we were freshmen) were pretty mild compared to what I see
on MTV now, but we were wild for 1968. My favorite evening was
spent with a girl from Penn trying to explain that we no longer
had an Indian problem in Missouri and no mountains either.
— Marv Riemer, BS BA
’71
In 1993 I got stuck in Tennessee
when a huge snowstorm hit the South on my way to Daytona,
Fla. They closed the interstate, so it took us three days
to drive to our destination. When we got there, it was too
cold to even enjoy the beach.
— Shirla Kreilich,
BES ’94
My girlfriend Amanda
and I decided to go skiing in Keystone, Colo., this year for
our senior year spring break. We had been going out for a year
(ironically we started going out after spending spring break
last year in Key West, Fla., with a group of mutual friends)
after being friends for over two years.
This year was
going to be different though. After the holidays, I made the
decision that Amanda was the woman with whom I wanted to spend
the rest of my life. She is the most understanding, beautiful,
kind-hearted, and sensitive woman that I've met. She is also
my best friend. We love doing everything together, whether it
be skiing, playing tennis, going to the movies, or just hanging
out with our friends. She always makes me smile.
Anyway, late in
January I talked with both my parents as well as her father
about my desire to marry Amanda. They all gave me their blessings,
and so my plan to propose went into full gear. After a short
ski trip with her family, we started talking about going skiing
for spring break. I thought that it would be the perfect opportunity
to pop the question. So I bought the ring and kept it hidden
from her. I also told our parents to keep the plan a secret
so that she would be surprised.
After driving a
full day out to Colorado, we hit the slopes (with the ring tucked
deep inside my ski jacket). A few hours into skiing, she lead
me into some “tree-skiing” on a run called, oddly
enough, Last Alamo (admittedly, she is a much better skier than
me). Even though I was a bit shaky, I followed her and felt
this was my perfect opportunity. She got ahead of me and I told
her to wait up because my boots were bothering me. She waited,
and I caught up to her and got just down the mountain from her.
I started to take off my skis and she kept telling me that this
wasn’t the place to do that (it was crowded with trees
with a base of 6 feet of snow).
I then took off
my skis, dug the ring out of my pocket, got down on one knee,
and asked her to marry me. In between tears of joy and hugs,
she said, “yes.” There we were in the middle of
the trees with no one around and with our ski equipment
strewn about giving each other hugs and kisses. Once she stopped
crying, she asked me if my boots were still hurting me. I was
forced to tell her that I had made that part up, but she was
O.K. with that.
We finished two more days of skiing, and
then returned home for the first time as an engaged couple.
We’ve never been happier,
and we plan on getting married in January 2004.
—
Doug Rosaaen, current MU student
The place to be for spring
break in 1993 was South Padre Island. We packed into my car
and headed for Texas after classes on a Friday afternoon. We
stopped over at my parents to load up on beer, which we proceeded
to wrap like birthday presents. I sure was glad that the 12
packs were wrapped when we were pulled over by the highway patrol
just 12 miles outside of Padre Island. Needless to say, the
week was a blast — it
was filled with sun, sand, beer and boys. Charlie’s
and Louie’s were regular
hangouts. We frequently ran into other Mizzou students during
the week. What a blast!
—
Kristy Clark, AB ’95
A favorite Nook and Cranny memory that
we received after @Mizzou’s
April issue had already been published...
I was amused by the point of view in the
caption showing students in the Maneater office along
with the notation that there was “an
old typewriter” on the
shelf. I was the editor of the 1945 Savitar, and I
can assure your readers that the “old
typewriter” shown had
yet to appear in 301 Read Hall, which might have been thought
of by some as a garret. We thought it was a good spot for doing
what we did. It might have been neat, or cool, as well (I do
not remember). Keep up the good work.
—
Ray Taylor, BS Ed ’47
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