We were deciding in 1977 whether we were still an extension of New Deal ideology or resigned to mass cheap housing for individualists. I was Chatterbox editor and am still deciding whether to destroy the goofy evidence of The Phantom of the Coop. The Colorado River raft trip was tops...we built our own rafts. We had a dress-up candlelight dinner for four with waiters in the dining room (egg foo yung of course). So I was proven silly enough to become BOD Pres. This entitled me to paint all Robison trim myself for free. I pushed an upgrade HHH lounge..so frats made off with the furniture for a day. Insiders stole my gavel for ransom...et tu Brute? Thousands of other memories, but for now that is "all the news that's print to fit" I'm still in LA...see yah soon!