Took this photo this morning…work had just started for the day. The old Phi Gam house is yielding its turf.
My uncle, Tom Mason ’47, was a Phi Gam…and I think my great uncle, Ben Myers ’16, was as well. My Uncle Tom wanted my son to join – he looked, but found a home elsewhere.
But the real story is the impact of the Phi Gam fraternity, like all of our fraternities, down through the decades.
We’re sorry to see the house go. How many guys can look back and smile at their FIJI Island or a Homecoming float mysteriously set ablaze?
The great thing about Wabash is that the structures may come and go, but the memories and the life-long impacts live on and on. A lot of those memories just moved ever so slightly south on Grant Ave. There’s new history being made right there…
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More than fifty years ago one of the Glock brothers paid me $300 for a beloved posession, a 125cc Harley, after riding it around the yard and then into the house. The money helped finance marriage to my greater love –Rosemary. Sadly, the Glock brothers (I believe), the bike (I assume) and now the house, are history. Fortunately, Rosemary and I are still happily married, with six children and many grandchildren. Thanks for the the picture and the memories, both sad and happy.