Sophomore year with roomie Vicki and her fam and mine - VEISHEA (which will never be held again - thanks idiot rioters) |
I also dallied with Ag Journalism. On my one big story for journalism class I ran into some push back by the interviewee. It was something about leasing Hilton Colesium and I had called some University big wig who didn't speak nicely to me. I didn't like it. I wanted to work in a field where everyone was always nice. Haha.
I took a Sociology class and liked it. I enjoyed Political Science too. Then I heard about a major that combined these things - all in the College of Agriculture, a college I felt at home in - despite all those big belt buckle dudes. PSA had a fabulous advisor who seemed to actually care about his advisees. And a son who would one day be the Mayor and go on to play basketball and then coach the Cyclones - but was only about 4 years old at that time. The advisors name was Eric Hoiberg - great guy. We even had PSA Club at his house.
A T-Shirt from the PSA Club in the late 90's After Dean Hoiberg stopped advising |
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