Craig and I met the night before our sophomore years began in the fall of 1973 at a church social event. The next evening Craig and some other guys came over to my all-female apartment building to talk and play guitars. He was noticeably more mature than most of the guys around, and for obvious reasons: he was 21 and had just returned from 2 years of missionary work in Germany. We spent most of the next year dating before becoming engaged.
BYU was a blast for dating couples like us. We could enjoy the mountains, lake and rivers, the changing seasons made for a variety of activities, the campus theater showed recent films for 50 cents, and you could see older films or foreign language films for free. The rec center in the basement of the Wilk was where we went bowling for cheap. We almost never ate out due to the restrictions of a student budget (students now manage to afford it and I wonder how).
Craig had the use of his family's old metallic-blue Chevy station-wagon (which we christened "the Chuck-wagon) (I should do a post on that old car). But gas was not too affordable--again, the restrictions of that pesky student budget. We were content to have fun within the general confines of campus though.
See a few photos from those simpler days:
BYU was a blast for dating couples like us. We could enjoy the mountains, lake and rivers, the changing seasons made for a variety of activities, the campus theater showed recent films for 50 cents, and you could see older films or foreign language films for free. The rec center in the basement of the Wilk was where we went bowling for cheap. We almost never ate out due to the restrictions of a student budget (students now manage to afford it and I wonder how).
Craig had the use of his family's old metallic-blue Chevy station-wagon (which we christened "the Chuck-wagon) (I should do a post on that old car). But gas was not too affordable--again, the restrictions of that pesky student budget. We were content to have fun within the general confines of campus though.
See a few photos from those simpler days:
Handsome dude! Plaid pants and turtlenecks were 'the thing' in 1973
On a picnic up Provo Canyon, September 1973
I bet our kids haven't ever seen this picture
We're sitting on the bridge above Heritage Hall's irrigation canal
Why did we think this was a clever photo?
On my last visit here I looked for this spot; the tree is gone and the canal is covered over
I spot an honor code violation in that last picture (but nice legs, mom). I think the last picture might be near where Carroll Hall is now? The canal was still there when I was at the BYU but they covered it over a few years after I left.
ReplyDeleteThe tree and canal here were north of Broadbent, but close to it. They have turned the canal into a very shallow creek. Which is good, because the canal was where you ended up on your birthday.
ReplyDeleteAh, such a magical time. It's easy to see how I could be drawn to such an attractive young woman. And she is still beautiful today.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely couple and sweet post about your dating days at the BYU!
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