<p>Architecture school back then:
6 year program
First two years engineering courses…Lots of calculus, concrete, steel, soil mechanics etc.
Strings of charettes and all nighters, regularly sleeping under our drafting tables in the studio.
No AutoCad/ no computers
Slide rules
Rolls and rolls of yellow sketch paper and markers
Very mean 3rd year design prof who’d come in at 3am, if there were not enough students, he’d give us more work. Same prof would rip up our designs (after working on them for a few all nighters) or doodle all over them with nasty cartoons if they were not to his liking.
Started with 80 students, by end third year there were 24 of us.
3 girls in the class.</p>
<p>Architecture school today (at least as experienced by my D’s friend):
5 year program
Students sleep in their dorms
Students have a social life and eat decent meals
Never heard of yellow sketch paper
AutoCad/calculators/Macs
Profs do not terrorize students
Nobody has dropped out by end third year
More girls than guys, or at least 50/50</p>
<p>Hanging out with my friends to watch George McGovern lose.
Card catalogs.
After freezing the first winter, buying my first down jacket (not a common item in those days).
Homegrown weed the townies sold at $7/ ounce.</p>
<p>Most every college town had an art movie house. A theater that ran a different movie every day. I think the advent of movies on tape killed most of them.</p>
<p>A classy date usually included a Kirosawa movie and an apre film bottle of Mateus. (well at least we knew what to watch, if not what to drink)</p>
<p>Doing presentations on “expensive” foam core board (with cool new pens called Sharpies!)–what’s a PowerPoint? And any pictures used had to be sent out to be developed…you know, from a roll of film???</p>
<p>Never had a mechanical pencil until I was in college.</p>
<p>All dorms had their own cafeteria (and limited hours for b, l & d) and if you wanted to eat at someone else’s dorm, you had to go to the front desk and get a paper ticket…which they kept a paper log of…not sure why.</p>
<p>Card catalogs…I kind of miss those. All different kinds of type (from several generations of manual typewriters), and speaking of dumping the Fortran cards…did you ever dump one of those tiny drawers from the card catalog…eeek! </p>
<p>Strawberry Boone’s farm.</p>
<p>Thanks for the memories…looks like the OP really hit a nostalgia bone. 9 pages in 3 days!</p>
<p>My BFconstructed our lofts out of 2000 lbs. of bulky 2X4’s…and no one I knew had a futon. Can’t remember what we sat on…</p>
<p>At least one of our stolen milk crates always had our favorite albums in it!</p>
<p>Any charitable activities on a application were actualy done by the student to do good, rather than done by a parent to make the student look good</p>
<p>When H and I got married, his speakers were used as two very oversized end tables on each side of our couch. They stood 36" high and were at least 30x24 on the top. Oh well, more room to stack books.
And our TV was a 13" black and white number with the channel dial. But - by the time we left grad school the college had cable. If you were up late you could tune in to the cable-cast of Anatomy lab and watch the disection videos.</p>
<p>I showed up at college with a slide rule and a manual typewriter. My calculus prof showed off the HP calculator he had just purchased for $300, which did about what a $7.99 calculator does now. I didn’t acquire a “scientific” calculator until my senior year. Also, I booted a computer using toggle switches.</p>
<p>I have one of those calculators with me right now though I think that mine was about $450.</p>
<p>The build quality of HP calculators back then was far superior to the junk built today, even by HP. Mine still works and provides the benefit of working in the dark.</p>
<p>I’m sorry, but I just had to step in to comment that I didn’t even realize it was possible to do square roots by hand. Obviously it must be, calculators are new! How did you do it? I haven’t the faintest idea. Was there a formula?</p>
<p>I took Fortran 4 my senior year of high school. We had to go to the local community college to run our cards. What was I thinking?</p>
<p>I applied to 4 colleges. One was the state university (everyone’s safety) and 3 were colleges I kind of liked after talking with someone at a college fair. Never visited any of them.</p>
<p>Back to the dorm:
Do kids still lean the garbage can up against the elevator? </p>
<p>Ping Pong tournaments in the lounge. Our room was right next to the lounge, so we were in charge of the paddles and balls. That was fine until someone wanted to play at 2 in the morning on a week night.</p>