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| - Oh Union South. You're the unpopular step-sister to everyone's favorite, the Memorial Union. "Underutilized" is how the UW describes you, and they're going to tear you down. But I'll never forget you. We've had some times, you and I. From the first day of SOAR orientation that summer before my freshman year to last spring, when I saw D4 again at Club 770 - the good times, they're all coming back to me. Let's reminisce...
Remember those two years when I thought electrical engineering was a good idea? Yeah I know, but I was just a freshman & sophomore back then and didn't know any better. But you were always there, especially when the oppressive silence of Wendt Library got to be too much. Sometimes it would be just as quiet downstairs, but at least I could read the historic letters along the wall when I got tired of trying to understand Stats. And all of those Game Day Saturdays too - everyone seems to like you then, with your Alumni Bashes and brats and such. But I was there even when there were no large sporting events nearby, because you and I had something more than just a Saturday hook-up in the fall.
All of those shows at Club 770 were the best when I was underage. Sure, the sound wasn't the best and the "club" is more of a convention room with a little riser, but those free all-ages shows were some of the best times of my young life. Remember the first time I saw Dillinger 4 and my friend left because her date didn't like punk? It was just you, me and the band, and it was awesome. You and I will always have those three magical D4 shows over the years. And that time my friends and I saw Evil Dead 2 on Halloween Night - that was the best Halloween I ever had.
And don't think I don't remember the later years, when Natan and I would meet in the afternoon and play ping pong downstairs in the Games Room. Remember how I nearly always lost? Ahh, that was fun, especially listening to the crazy bowling "professor" berating the kids who must have thought, "Bowling, now there's an easy PE credit." I guess they didn't count on getting the R. Lee Ermey of bowling instructors. Before our epic ping pong tourney, Natan and I would always go to the Red Oak Grill for lunch. It was always the same thing - Badger burger for Natan, grilled chicken sandwich with fries for me. Yeah, the food was never that great, but it was pretty cheap and it was fun trying to guess which student cashier would be the slowest - I always won that game, didn't I? You got a little fancy with Einsteins, but that's OK because I never went there. We had a good thing going with the Red Oak, and I didn't see any reason to mess with that.
I'm going to miss you, Union South. I'm sure your replacement building will be architecturally pleasant to look at and will be chock full of fancy features, but it won't be the same. We've got our memories, and they can't take those away. Hey, we've still got a couple of months before your date with the wrecking ball. Let's make a few more memories, shall we? I'll meet you at the Quick Byte for a cup of coffee, because you know what Union South: you A-OK in my book.
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