“Howdy! I went to UT in the early ‘60s. I remember an enormous construction project”
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That sounds a bit later then me.
One mark of my time there was when I was just coming out of Geology class. It was in one of the buildings on the the hill.
I was walking to the blind man’s snack bar when I heard that
JFK had just been shot. Everyone was clustered around his small TV at his snack stand. I then headed on to the frat house to let it all soak in, as it was all that was on TV.
In my home city of Memphis, I had been an active campaigner
against his election.
I was walking from behind the student center up the hill when I heard that JFK was shot.