I recall that many of the WASU’s couldn’t hold their likker very well. Taught a few of them better manners. And gave a few a ride home to Pullman. The only one I actually remember was a chick who I hauled home on my Harley. I told her we could switch to my pickup but she was cool with the bike. Never saw her again but I expect she remembers that ride. That was 1965 and I expect it hasn’t changed much except for the knife murderers? But is a deffernt time-—all my friends were VETS and that just ain’t there any more.
I was born in Colfax but graduated from Mount Vernon. 1967. I thought WSU had a good interior design dept. I ultimately decided against Pullman so that was my only experience there. I didn’t partake of the green beer, or visit Moscow with everyone else. I just remember how excited they all were to drink legally just a few miles away.