Sue Ann Beals' great letter brought back many memories from the "Keep it clean with Imogene" era. Humorous, in retrospect. For one example, at the end of my last semester, one month before my 22nd birthday, my boyfriend offered to drive me home for the holidays.

But his job as band director in Cisco required his participation in a Christmas program that night, so we couldn't drive on to West Texas until the next day.

When I returned to my all-girl dorm, the Dean of Women's office gave me a stern summons to an inquiry into my behavior. It seems, unknown to me, they required a letter on file from my folks giving permission if a girl didn't go straight home.

Oops! Expulsion might have been the result except for my excellent alibi. I had accepted the gracious invitation from friends (Dr. Lester Matthews and his wife, Betty) to stay with them. Lester was the son of then President Matthews.

By the way, that boyfriend, Kenneth, whom I met in summer school, was a three-time graduate of North Texas. We married the following July and have now celebrated our 60th wedding anniversary.

Jan Downing StClair ('52)
Stillwater, Okla.