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Title:
ANCHORA of Delta Gamma, Vol. 92, No. 4, Winter 1976
Date/Date Range:
00/00/1976
Subjects:
Delta Gamma ANCHORA (Publication)
Era:
1970s
20th Century
I Am a Male Inmate of a Sorority House, Continued
home in Milwaukee to clear the walks.
Five more times there have been break-ins or at-
Sometimes I have to take on special assignments. For
tempted burglaries. One night not long ago, I had
instance, for the fall initiation of new members, the
studied late amid the water heater's wheezing when I
dinner featured Polynesian shrimp in sweet-and-sour
heard strange noises. I looked out one of my windows
sauce. It went over like cold oatmeal with the girls, but
to see three young men sneaking into the building next
we couldn't waste it, SO I was asked to sort through the
door. I called the Madison police, who now know me
chestnuts and bamboo shoots, and rescue the shrimps
on a first-name basis, and they caught the guys trying
for later meals.
to re-enter the house later.
But the real problems arise because I am a male and
Since they hadn't entered my room, I couldn't press
they are females and they expect me to "do anything."
charges and had to phone the housemother. "Hello,
The night of the great ice storm that paralyzed
this is Bob," I said. "We've had another break-in. The
southern Wisconsin, March 4, I was studying for a test
police have caught three guys, and they'd like to talk
the next day, but left the library before the blackout.
with you."
Unfortunately, that meant that I was at home for it.
"Bob who?" she asked.
When the power went off at 10:15, screams echoed
She decided not to press charges because the boys
from fifty different places. As the only one in the house
claimed that they were from a fraternity and were
with a flashlight, I had to save everyone and dashed
only trying to steal the girls' group picture. I expressed
first to the study room. You might have thought I was
my vehement opposition to this, pointing out that three
Robert Redford, the way the girls clamored for me,
other burglars had used this excuse in the past two
except for the one in the corner who wasn't content to
months, and the robberies had continued. I explained
just leave the room, but had to get her books first.
that the only way to stop this was to make an example
She picked up each of her papers, one at a time. Then
of some of the guys SO word would get around.
picked up each book. One at a time. Then discovered
"No, the girls would be mad at me," she replied.
that one of the books was missing a paper. So she had
Now I sleep with a 32-ounce Louisville Slugger bat,
to empty all the papers, one at a time, then insert the
and the next would-be burglars will have Henry Aaron's
correct one in its book, during which she spilled a
autograph stenciled on their foreheads.
glass of 7-Up. Meanwhile the rest of the house sounded
Why do I do it?
like ladies day at Bedlam.
The sorority provided me with a place to live when
With my flashlight, I led the girls from the study
I needed it two years ago. It cuts my college expense
room like the Pied Piper, only to discover more girls
in half, and does offer some rewards. It never fails to
in another part of the house who were just as terrorized.
impress my friends when every other girl walking up
It never occurred to any of them that if they ate by
Bascom Hill says hello to me. The cheerleaders and
candlelight every night, they could use the same candles
pom pon girls go out of their way to greet me at football
when the lights blew out.
and basketball games, since most of them live in the
sorority.
And, there's the uniqueness. How many guys do you
The DGs assume I'm a first-rate auto mechanic. I'm
know who live with fifty-three women? This kind of
not, but I know how to turn the ignition switch on,
thing hasn't been reported since the last issue of The
which makes me their leader. One night a girl came
Enquirer.
to my room and explained that her car must have
expired because it wouldn't make its normal grunts.
Reprinted with permission of the Wisconsin Alumnus
I got into her car, put the shift lever in park, and it
started easily. I explained that most cars won't start
when in gear, and promised to show her where the gas
After the preceding article appeared in the Wisconsin
tank was the next day. A week later she came back
Alumnus, Betsy Fretz, a member of Omega chapter at
and told me that the grunting noises had stopped when
the University of Wisconsin, wrote a letter to the editor
she started the car because she had it tuned. "It only
in defense of her sorority sisters. In it she said, "May I
cost me $187 and the man said I was lucky because I
state that the women who were falsely accused of not
had driven for 3,000 miles with those spark plugs.
having enough sense to light candles or to know how
They were black on the ends!"
to start a car are not the women I have lived with and
The worst part of my job SO far has been the
come to know and love in the four years since I pledged
burglaries. My room is the only one with ground-level
DG
As a house we boast the highest scholastic
windows that aren't barred. They draw burglars like
grade point average on the campus; we are active in
the Kollege Club draws Greeks on a Friday night. One
the community
Delta Gamma is a noteworthy
night, I was asleep and woke to hear a scratching
organization full of young women who bring honor not
against the window. It stopped, and I began to doze off
only to themselves and to their sorority, but to the
again when the window was whipped open and a burly
University as well."
figure began to climb through. He saw me and must
Right on, Betsy!
have decided that if I was a DG, there was nothing in
the house for him! He left a lot faster than he came in.
THE ANCHORA OF DELTA GAMMA
WINTER 1976/7