The roof is on fire…

This past weekend, the Phi Mu Alpha house of my dear alma mater had a tragic, disruptive fire. Photos of the devastation show there is a long road ahead to recovery.

I have great memories of the house. Once, while leaving Coltrane on the CD player and spending the night alone, I thought the husky refrain of his “Love Supreme” was some sort of apparition. Martha and I started our eventual “Love Connection” as well, as seeing her in a sailor outfit during a Halloween party was all it took to get me hooked. I twisted my ankle there in a graphic fashion and lost many hours to Goldeneye as well.

I can’t offer much money, but at this time, my calls to anyone down there to offer a day of labor have gone unheard. If I can organize a trip and anyone reading is interested in helping to clean up, drop me a line.

2 Responses to “The roof is on fire…”

  1. January 30th, 2008 | 9:59 pm

    … sailor outfit …

  2. Seth
    January 31st, 2008 | 10:46 am

    Good to see that fine bar with the bottle caps encased in epoxy is undamaged.