Letters to the Illinois State editor for August 2011:


To the Editor,

I am so proud of my university being awarded for its love and care of trees and environmental stewardship. I remember a science class I was in where we toured the campus and learned about the trees in the arboretum.

Carol Peterson ’76


To the Editor,

I remember Old Main well during my four years at ISNU (“Artifacts & Memories,” May 2011). I had several classes in Old Main—an ancient history class and an educational psychology class that I can remember. I may have had more, but that was several years ago.

I believe there were covered walkways going from the old Laboratory School to Old Main and from Old Main to Capen Auditorium. Those were the days, and I will cherish them!

I haven’t been back to any alumni relations events, but drive through Normal and notice how the campus has changed since I was there. Thanks for all the wonderful memories.

Kenneth R. Myler ’58, M.S. ’66


To the Editor,

While reading the article about Old Main (“Artifacts & Memories,” May 2011), I remembered that I had written a poem about Old Main while I was listening to music during a music appreciation class in the summer of 1955.

I had several classes in Old Main but I especially remember during a contemporary civilization class the wind blowing through the windows caused the lights, which hung from a chain, to sway back and forth.

Thanks for the article.

George T. Hulvey ’62, M.S. ’64

Old Main

Poem by George T. Hulvey ’62, M.S. ’64

Old Main is still a standing

after a hundred years have past.

Its life was rough and rugged

and has stood many a wintry blast.

Its stories were three in number

not so many years ago

but it had to lose its top one

with the dome and clocks, you know.

Its stairs are old and creaking

but they still withstand the strain

of the many students footsteps

as they trod up and down again.

The halls are still dark and dreary

as they have been for many a year

and they meet at four corners

where messages are bright and clear.

The rooms are hot and sultry

in the summer time you know

and the windows in the winter time

don’t stop the wintry winds that blow.

The bridges on the east and west

have just two jobs to do.

They hold the building upright

and keep it from falling into.

The building is a nesting place

for the pigeons of the town

and when you walk out either door

your umbrella better not be down.

The bushes which surround the place

are green as they can be

and the bricks which compose its walls

soon may fall very fast and free.

Some students are still a wondering

why it is still standing there

since it is so old and crumbling

from the years of wear and tear.