Yes it was, a matter of fact. :)  Good school for socializing!

But seriously they are having a lot of problems right now with accrediaton.

Kat

On 9/3/07, Michael H. Collis <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> If the college was St, Andrews, in Laurinburg, I almost went there...
>
>
> ---- Original message ----
> >Date: Mon, 3 Sep 2007 18:52:20 -0400
> >From: Kathy <[log in to unmask]>
> >Subject: An Incident From University
> >To: [log in to unmask]
> >
> >I may have posted about this before, but I don't remember if I did; if I
> >did, and it's redundant, I apologize.
> >
> >I went to university at a small four-year liberal arts college in NC that
> >has a campus designed for disasbled students who were mobility-impaired.
> (I
> >say "mobility-impaired" because at the time  30-some years ago, there
> were
> >no accomodations for the deaf/HoH students, nor the blind, only those who
> >were in wheelchairs or otherwise needed assistance getting around
> campus).
> >This was back in the early 1970s and this campus at the time was one of
> the
> >very few in the Southeast with ramps and electrical doors, so I was not
> the
> >only disabled student on campus.  In my third year, I had a dormitory
> >suitemate, who I shall call "Judy," who was more severely affected with
> CP
> >than I was and was confined to a wheelchair because she could not bend
> her
> >legs at all.  I believe she'd had surgery at one time in which the
> surgeons
> >had removed tendons so she could not bend her legs but I really can't
> recall
> >that aspect clearly.
> >
> >Now this campus was situated at the edge of a town whose population was
> >little more than 50,000 and they saw us students as being strange
> creatures
> >who ventured into town for beer and generally raising a ruckus and gasp!
> >smoking that devil weed, "Mary Jane."  (It was the early 70s, after
> all!).
> >This is to say that while most of the townspeople I encountered were nice
> >enough, there were a few who were, shall we say, the equivalent of the
> >sheriff in the old Dodge commercials - good ol' boy Southern redneck
> types.
> >
> >This was the year I had an off-campus course 20 miles away and my dad let
> me
> >have the extra family car.  One Saturday Judy told me she needed some
> things
> >from the local Roses Discount store and I offered to give her a lift.  So
> I
> >loaded her chair into the back of the car and off we went to Roses.  We
> got
> >Judy into the chair and went into Roses.  I wandered away for a few
> minutes
> >to make my own selections and then went  off to find her. She was at the
> >notions section, stuffing her purchases into a fishnet shopping bag since
> >they didn't have any baskets and she didn't want a pushcart. We started
> to
> >go to the counter to pay for our stuff when all of a sudden this big,
> burly
> >(dare I say FAT) dude in uniform stepped out in front of us and declared
> we
> >were under arrest for shoplifting!  I was so gobsmacked, I couldn't say a
> >word and poor Judy burst into tears.  I guess that softened Mr. Hardass
> >because he unbent and told us we could leave without arrest as long as we
> >never came back into Roses again. I remember that as we scurried out of
> the
> >store like frightened mice, Judy left her shopping bag where she'd
> dropped
> >it, on the floor.
> >
> >The drive back to campus was needless to say, rather subdued.  Neither of
> us
> >spoke a single word.  But as I parked the car in the parking lot and
> helped
> >Judy out, she looked at me and said, "Now, Kat, don't say a word, please
> >don't."  I simply nodded and drove off to find a parking space.
> >
> >But the more I thought about it in the next few days, the madder I got.
> >This was so unjust and unfair, and so damned illegal.  So In spite of
> Judy's
> >plea, I went to our Dean of Disabled Students, Dr. Decker and told him
> the
> >whole story - I remember breaking down in tears after I'd got it all out
> and
> >I hadn't realised how traumatic it was for me.  He was furious.  He
> >immediately got on the phone and called the store manager and they
> >apologised and said it was all a mistake.  I even got a letter from the
> >company lawyer a few days letter saying the same thing and the whole
> thing
> >supposedly was swept under the rug and forgotten.
> >
> >But I never did and neither did Judy.  She was so angry and upset and
> >ashamed about the whole thing that she never forgave me for speaking to
> the
> >dean and never spoke to me again if she could get away with it.  I did
> write
> >her a note a few years on but she wrote me back begging me not to write
> >again so I guess it left a permanent scar.  As for me,  it took me years
> to
> >walk into another Roses and even not I can't go into one without a
> frission
> >of fear.  As I look back on it now I feel so sad that such a small
> incident,
> >really, had such power to destroy our self-confidence.
> >
> >So yes, bullying and not standing up for yourself can leave permanent
> >scars.  I'm so glad that people now have the avenue to sue and get
> >compensation for things like this.
> >
> >Kat
> >
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