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Memories of Kappa Sigma Alumni and Friends

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Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Sunday, February 20, 2000 at 12:59:41 (CST)

Some slogans from the late 80's/early 90's (all three of these trace back to a province workshop sometime in the late 80's):
* "28! 28! Damn it's great to be in 28! 28!" (said whenever someone mentioned the number 28.)
* "Who's got a funny butt? Ed's got a funny butt!" (re: Ed Klint, the province governor for province 28 for much of the late 80's/early 90's; this was said whenever someone mentioned Mr. Klint during GA or chorus--including during his chapter visits.)
* "Phi Mu Alpha Sinfonia-- A damn fine fraternity, the best in all the land! Frump frump frump frump frump." (said whenever someone spoke the full name of the fraternity during GA or chorus.)

Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Sunday, February 20, 2000 at 13:05:56 (CST)

When my pledge class was initiated (Spring '91), Kappa Sigma hit a high in terms of recent membership--there were 63 actives. Boy was GA cramped! We were second in size only to Iota (which seems to always be the case; but then, Iota has all of Northwestern to draw from, whereas Kappa Sigma has, um, Valpo). This great size was good in that there was always _someone_ around to do whatever needed to be done, but also bad in that it was difficult to maintain that level of membership. Fraternity pledging dropped across the board over the next few years, and Kappa Sigma was no different. Unfortunately, the ones who graduated tended to be the core of the group, eventually leaving us with a collection of fringe members who were too generally introverted to party, too apathetic to volunteer, too busy with non-fraternity things (girlfriend, classwork, recitals, hobbies, sleep) to help out and/or even take part in fraternity activities (like GA and chorus!), and too much the wiseacre to do other than disrupt meetings and heckle those few who did care about the chapter's present and future. I remember that '93-'94 were very rough on the chapter due to rampant apathy, a general lack of willingness to participate, and relatively frequent requests for expulsion (most of which were granted--sometimes with almost no discussion!). A quick look through the family trees shows that the Oberla/Dieter line was completely wiped out in recent years, in part because of this phenomenon--and also partly because those at the bottom of the tree who didn't get expelled ended up transferring, dropping out of school, or being passed over for a little brother in favor of someone judged by the FEO to be more active or less disruptive (and thus more "deserving").

Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Tuesday, February 22, 2000 at 13:26:38 (CST)

On every Top 10 List: "6. John Foos." As I heard it, this dates back to when Nate ("Nato") Clinard wrote up top ten lists on a regular basis for reading during his report in GA. As I remember the story, this was apparently a joking "punishment" of sorts for the way John supposedly treated his girlfriends (as it was told to me, "he treated them like disposable diapers--piddle in them once, then throw them away." I met John for the first time not too long after hearing that, and he's actually much more pleasant in person than you might think if that were all you knew about him.). As Top 10 lists fell into disuse, this crossed over into being a standard Pic' of the Week caption. It also (much) later showed up as #6 (of 101 or so) on the answer to Dave Bauder's pledge question to Matt Flinn: "Give ten reasons Sinfonians should not date freshmen..."

Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Tuesday, February 22, 2000 at 13:28:27 (CST)

On every Pic' of the Week: "8. What happens when pumpkins give blowjobs." This dates back to a certain picture of a Jack-o'-lantern with shaving cream coming out all over. (The picture can be found in one of the chapter's photo albums.) That was the winning caption to the picture, and some people were so taken with the caption that they decided it should win every other week as well, no matter what the actual picture was. So they made sure to write it in the same slot it was in that first time, #8. It caught on so well that it still occasionally popped up on Pic's of the Week almost a decade later!

Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Tuesday, February 22, 2000 at 13:29:16 (CST)

During the early 90's, Union Board seemed to be mostly made up of brothers--including Rick Thomas, who was director of Union activities or some such as well as the chapter's faculty advisor for several years. Names like Teske, Gibbs, Motzenbecker, and DeMik cropped up all over for several years; while this meant those brothers were often too busy to be as active in the fraternity as they might have liked, it also meant the fraternity had inside help when it came to arranging for Union space, borrowing Union equipment, and networking to get the fraternity's name into the minds of members of many other campus organizations (including sororities who were looking for a good party, naturally...)

Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Tuesday, February 22, 2000 at 13:29:58 (CST)

When I was a pledge, everyone dreaded getting their "Bliese question". Jim Bliese was a super-senior that year (possibly a super-super-senior? I'm not sure anymore), and usually asked questions that referenced events from when the current few super-seniors were freshmen or sophomores. He started off each semester with tough questions and then proceeded to ratchet up the difficulty with each interview he gave. Woe to the poor guy who put off interviewing Bliese until a few days before the end of pledging!

Sean Esterline, '94
Fort Wayne, IN USA - Tuesday, February 22, 2000 at 13:31:30 (CST)

I have to agree with my brother Joel with one interesting exception. The toughest question I got was from Kent Shepler, who asked, simply: "Who have all my roommates been?" Notwithstanding members of the opposite sex, it took almost a month of searching and sifting through the memories of such illustrious brothers as Nord, Bleise, Borg, and even Schrieber before I got the entire list!

Sean Esterline, '94
Fort Wayne, IN USA - Tuesday, February 22, 2000 at 13:32:09 (CST)

It should be noted with pride that though PMA recently put out two CD's celebrating the 100th anniversary of the founding of Sinfonia, there was, in 1993, a precursor CD created by the same John Cereso who produced the 1998 CDs. It should be further noted that two brothers from the Kappa Sigma chapter made the 8 hour drive out to SUNY Fredonia over a bitter cold February weekend to take part in the creation of that first Sinfonian CD. Those brothers were myself and Matt Flinn. If you get the chance, I'd highly recommend e-mailing brother Cereso at OrphicProductions@aol.com and asking him if there are any of the three CDs left!

Patrick Feaster, '93
Bloomington, IN USA - Tuesday, June 20, 2000 at 11:10:14 (CDT)

January 18, 1991 [just before the Gulf War, when many students were worried about the possibility of a draft]

In the evening was the first rush function of the semester, the 'Round the World Party. The Pres Suite was Canada -- the door read, "Wanted: Traveling Companion(s) for a trip to Canada, duration dependent on the world situation." We had it set up with snow geese, Canadian maps, etc., and were dressed in tie-dyed attire; we played the acoustic guitar and -- instead of marking each guest's "passport" -- we burned holes in it with matches, as if it were a draft card. The Swamp was Beirut; the attic was Italy; the Lounge was "Dr. Hivort's World of Proctology," where they served chilled wine (lemonade), bird excrement (dip) and human excrement (a pecan roll or something). A fun time was had by all. By the way, the drink served in Canada was called Holliman, after the reporter in the Al-Rashid hotel in Baghdad. Its contents: 4 parts hot chocolate mix, 2 parts instant coffeee, one part Dutch chocolate mint.


Patrick Feaster, '93
Bloomington, IN USA - Tuesday, June 20, 2000 at 11:10:54 (CDT)

February 22, 1991.

In the later evening, there was a game of "Mau," the current Sinfonian card game of choice. To explain it briefly:
1) Its rules are like those of Uno, except that when you draw because you can't play, you can't then play the card you took.
2) Aces reverse direction of play.
3) Twos are "skip" cards.
4) Sevens are "draw two" cards; but if a 7 is played by the player who would ordinarily draw two it passes to the next player to draw four, increasing exponentially until someone doesn't have a seven.
5) Any card that is a spade must be announced.
6) No swearing.
7) No asking of questions.
8) The "Mau master" is able to add or subtract rules at any time. If he notes a rules infraction, he calls "Point of Order!" This is in effect until he says "End point of order."
9) Nobody shall do the mau-master's job for him.
10) No looking at your cards during a "point of order."
11) At any rules infraction the mau-master may give one or more cards to the infractor.
12) Any player may state that the mau-master has broken one of his own rules.
13) The card-earning infractions also include "taking too long," "playing out of order," "general stupidity," or anything else the mau-master thinks up.
14) When someone has only one card, he/she must say "Mau."
15) When someone runs out of cards the phrase is "Mau-mau."
Oh, and 16) Jacks are wild-cards.
It's one hectic game.


Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Tuesday, June 20, 2000 at 11:29:24 (CDT)

Ah, Mau. Brought to Valpo from Colorado by Fred Renken. The rules Patrick listed are all but three of the "Standing Rules" that I know of (between that and the "Points of Order", it's obvious someone loved the idea of using Robert's Rules of Order in such a chaotic game). One additional rule is that the game is intended to be played as a drinking game, with players taking a drink for each extra card given them by the Mau Master. (There were many non-drinkers at Valpo who enjoyed the game, however, so it was often played with the alcohol rule suspended.) Another is that whoever went out first was the Mau Master (dealer) of the next hand. (Obviously, the Mau Master has a significant advantage.) The remaining rule was never used at Valpo, because Fred couldn't remember exactly what all it entailed. The "Beatles Rule" involved associating each of the Jacks with one of the Beatles and naming them when they were played; there was probably more to the rule than that, but no one knew what it was. (John was Hearts, Ringo was Diamonds, and Paul and George were Clubs & Spades--though I don't know which was which.)

Common additional rules used by most Mau Mastes at Valpo included stating "I am a great, grey slug" whenever playing a three, bowing to the Mau Master when certain cards are played, saying "Thank you sir, may I have another" whenever the Mau Master gave the player an extra card (this request would often be granted for as long as the Mau Master felt like handing out cards), and giving cards to the last person to suspend a hand from the edge of the table by a thumb whenever certain cards were played.


Alan Rider <the_riders@hotmail.com>, 1970
Lexington, KY USA - Monday, July 23, 2001 at 10:40:33 (CDT)

Plan 10 data here
I can still remember the 1967 "Plan 10" Pledge Raid on the old house like it was yesterday... Mere shadows of this momentous event are in your on-line history, sad to say...

Paul Wolf's unbelievably devious mind cooked the whole thing up. The deal was that we would hit the house at about 3:00 in the morning, after all the actives had gone to bed. We completely filled the first floor of the house with long-lasting, industrial strength aircraft emergency foam, the kind that you put on airport runways when you need to bring in a plane whose landing gear are stuck closed. Bro. Wolf had every cotton-picken' detail down cold: Duct tape over the outlets to avoid shorts, covering the baby grand with protective plastic, moving all the furniture outdoors, kidnapping Chuck the engineer if necessary, who frequently stayed up studying at ridiculous hours like 3:00 am [but it wasn't necessary, fortunately!], greasing the stairwell from the 2nd floor so that half-asleep actives would have the opportunity to descend the stairs on their butts instead of their feet [and some of them did], slightly unscrewing all the light bulbs so they wouldn't work, booby-trapping the door to the second floor, etc. etc. Every one of us in the pledge class was issued a precise, minute-by-minute hit list of stuff to do to assure that the evil plan would go off without a snag.

The raid was a total success: Not a one of the actives woke up until the dasterdly deed was done. What a hoot. Next day half of campus (and 100% of the music department!) drove or walked by on Lincolnway to see the piles and piles of aircraft foam swept out on the front and side lawns... It was there for days before the last of it dissolved in a rainstorm, by which time Ed Eich our Pledgemaster had decided that it was just about time for our induction! And of course, there never were any plans 1,2,3,4..., etc. Only "10". To make it more mysterious, of course... That's Paul Wolf for you.


Bryan Reagan <bryannerd@yahoo.com>
Tuesday, November 18, 2003 at 21:43:49 (CDT)

By the time I was living in the house, which was my last semester at Valpo before transferring to UIC, I had my 1977 Chevy and was driving home to Tinley Park almost every weekend. At that time, there were multiple horrible illnesses and a death in my family, which was ultimately why I left. In any case I wasn't exactly a happy person at that time. (Incidentally, it's a terrible mistake to drive a twelve year old car at VU, even if you paid for it yourself with money from flipping burgers. Some of the more effected types will gleefully label you a red-neck.) I do however have some very pleasant memories of being in Phi Mu and at house.

I do remember this story which may be remembered by someone else.

The second edition rulebooks for Advanced Dungeons and Dragons had just come out, and Jeff Grahams was running a huge game with what seems to have been twenty people, mostly brothers and a few girlfriends, in the living room. Eric McCollum was playing a paladin, was the party caller, and was also getting all the attention. Tom Thress (a.k.a. "Nigel") and I were both playing bards and decided that perhaps we should assassinate Eric's character. Even though we didn't do it, Jeff Graham's Girlfriend, (a very nice person, was her name Amy? [Ed. note: Kim, a.k.a. Kimmer]) got really mad at Tom and me, and gave us both the cold shoulder for about two weeks. Since Tom was in the Presidential Suite (which had the walls was painted bright "Jim Huston Green" at the time,) with Jeff and Kent Shepler, this was more of an issue for Tom than me.


Dave Bauder <davebauder@aol.com>
Tuesday, November 18, 2003 at 01:18:39 (CDT)

Bryan,
I was there, too; I played Chank the dwarf. (Chunk, clank, clink? ... NO, Chank)
Joel Hahn, '94
Schaumburg, IL USA - Tuesday, June 20, 2000 at 11:29:24 (CDT)

Two drinks: The Phi Mule, and the Brotherhood Shot

Phi Mule
In the mid 80's, a Phi Mule consisted of 3 1/3 shots of various drinks--whiskey, vodka, rum, 1/3 shot of vermouth, plus a twist of bitters. (According to Eric McCollum & Bryan Reagan) In the late 1980's/early 90's, the official recipe was for a 3 1/2 shot drink--whiskey, vodka, either gin or vermouth (drinker's choice), 1/2 shot of rum, and a splash of bitters. (According to Adam Zabell & Rob Christie) I have also heard it described as 4 1/2-shot drink--whiskey, vodka, rum, gin, 1/2 shot of vermouth, plus a "liberal sprinkling" of bitters. There was an ongoing contest in the mid 1980's & early 1990's among the members of Kappa Sigma and Iota chapters involving these drinks; the rules were as follows: One Phi Mule is downed every fifteen minutes, until the drinker decides he's had enough, at which point he must not vomit for 24 hours afterwards, or forfeit his tally. The man who downed the most, wins. By the time the tradition had all but died out due to most of each chapter being non-drinkers, the all-time record (6) was held by an Iotian, set sometime circa 1989; A Kappa Sigman (Dave Bauder) downed 7 sometime in the next year or so, but couldn't hold it and got sick, thus forfeiting.

Brotherhood Shot
Recipe: Fill a double shot glass with 1/3 Tequila, 1/3 Kahlua, and 1/3 Grenadine (the last poured over a spoon so that it does not mix with the Kahlua). The glass will then be Red (Grenadine), Black (Kahlua), and Gold (Tequila) from top to bottom. (I'm told the flavor of the Grenadine overpowers everything else, though, so it's value would seem to be more for show than as a mixed drink.)