My first week at HAC!

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I know many of you will have to turn the clock back a bit on this one.  Take us back to your first week at HAC.  What do you remember about dorm life?  What do remember about your first day in a FBCH ministry?  What memories do you have of your first chapel and church service?  What are your first memories of your roommates?  Tell us about it!
 
My 1st time on campus was to meet with Mrs. Gephart for setting up my VA paperwork. During our meeting Jim (Dr.) Jorgensen barged into her office & asked her something. I did not know him or his position/title at HAC.

She kindly answered his question. He left & she apologized for the interruption & we continued talking.

A few minutes later he barged in again. This time she asked to speak to him outside the office. She returned & informed me that we would not be disturbed again.

I left her office & Jorgensen was asked to speak to me & apologized for his barging in like I was not there. I just walked away...........shaking my head & said "OK."
 
My first thought as I entered my dorm room for the first time on opening/move in day of my freshman year was, " What ugly powder blue carpet with stains all over it!"
 
My first thought on the first day of ministry was, "Are we going to walk around the whole city of Chicago in a single day?" (And we were NOT allowed to wear walking shoes, and we were required to wear hose on such a warm day!)
 
My thoughts of my first chapel service were two-fold:

They have good air conditioners.
Those people in that section by the organ sure are distracting, disruptive,  and disrespectful.
 
Thoughts of my first church service were:

Oh, yeah. I've been here before.
That bus ride sure is long.
These air conditioners also work well.
 
First on meeting one roommate was she sure talks a lot, but she knows this campus.

Roommate 2?  She sure has a lot of clothes and other stuff.

Last roommate to arrive (out of 7)?  " This better be the last d*@& (it did not rhyme with bang) room they send me to!"

She and I are still good friends!
 
My roommates were an interesting collection. When I arrived in in fall of 1975 HAC was still an all white school. When finding out I came from an integrated church a roommate named Randy told me that my pastor's daughter would married the biggest blackest man as punishment for allowing black people in our church. (I cleaned up his language a little bit).

I was really taken back having been taught God loves everybody and we are all the family of God.

I enjoyed my first weeks in bus ministry and did enjoy the FBC services.
 
patriotic said:
My thoughts of my first chapel service were two-fold:

They have good air conditioners.
Those people in that section by the organ sure are distracting, disruptive,  and disrespectful.

Goodnight!
 
I moved my family there a few months before the fall semester began. Sometime during the summer there was an announcement in the evening service for any new male student for the fall to report to a certain room. I did. They told us that we are signing you up for the college bus ministry & you are to report to the college on Sat AM to your bus route meeting & to report to the bus barn on Sun. AM to drive.

So I was hornswoggled into the bus ministry before ever starting HAC. ::)

Can you say Ray Young?
 
I was on Miss Campbell floor with Debbie Saylor my roommate. We had a wonderful year together.  I loved working on the bus route with Barb Rogers...
 
I was there at the very beginning in 1972.

Everybody was super-nice. The first evening, we had chapel and Dr. Evans announced that we had 301 students--the largest opening class of any college in US history.

Brother Hyles preached an evening chapel and his sermon "Stay in Crete" was fantastic. And on our first Sunday morning at FBCH, he preached "The King is Coming," and I was astounded at what a great and powerful message it was. To this day, that sermon motivates me.
 
Vince Massi said:
I was there at the very beginning in 1972.

Everybody was super-nice. The first evening, we had chapel and Dr. Evans announced that we had 301 students--the largest opening class of any college in US history.

Brother Hyles preached an evening chapel and his sermon "Stay in Crete" was fantastic. And on our first Sunday morning at FBCH, he preached "The King is Coming," and I was astounded at what a great and powerful message it was. To this day, that sermon motivates me.

From many of your post I perceive your feelings of FBCH & HAC have changed some.

Can you briefly share what happened and when your feeling began to change. Don't want to hijack the thread but would love to hear your comments.
 
I was coming from Tennessee Temple in Jan of 79. I knew of the hair requirements and had gotten a short hair cut. I was waiting by the information desk for my sister and Stan Harris came up to me and introduced himself and proceeded to tell me I needed a haircut. I was shocked. My hair was way  shorter than at Temple. Was assigned to Baptist City and met my first roommate and his name was Bink. I began to wonder what I had gotten in to. Then I met two other roommates Zane Abberger ( great friend to this day) and Jim Donahue. Great guys who helped get me through the first semester I was there. 
 
sword said:

From many of your post I perceive your feelings of FBCH & HAC have changed some.

Can you briefly share what happened and when your feeling began to change. Don't want to hijack the thread but would love to hear your comments.

Sword, the first year of HAC was fantastic. I was awed by the powerful preaching of Jack Hyles (which never changed).

The entire staff was Godly,  spirituality was a virtue, everything was done for the Lord, and the students loved one another. Jim Vineyard changed all that.
 
I asked my mom, she says, it was like wow! For her it was the preaching she loved the preaching at FBCH. Also, she says, we didn't see your dad until we moved back to Louisiana.

He worked till 2 or 3 in the morning and up at 6 or so and off to school and the same routine all week and he dad that for years.

It's funny and I joke with her and even poke fun at her, she has a since of humor but she thought the people there walked on water :-) and she's says, yeah they did, so now what?

LOL! I love that woman.

She says it was definitely a culture shock. She says, we from Cajun country and well we different down here. She says my dad loved the preaching as well, but thought a lot of the men were sissy's      :-) my dad grew up in the ghetto's was in the marines and was in the oil field before going, rough neck for sure.

She also said that, I know Jack Hyles may not have been a good example for his people there but for us we didn't grow up there, we knew him from the pulpit and met with him a few times and that was it.
 
Patriotic, what a blessing to see that you divided your answers to the questions into several posts.  You are learning.
 
Baptist City Holdout said:
Took Amtrack to Chicago. Got on at 4:40AM Labor Day. Arrived at HAC the next day around 4:00PM.

In Ohio, somebody tried to beat the train and didn't make it. We didn't realize what had happened till long after the train had stopped.
 
While sitting in the van at the station, the driver had gone to get another student - Oliver Arazia - some police guy opened the door yelled at me to get this van moved. Can we say "Welcome to Chicago?"
 
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