Tucked away in the basement of the Purdue Memorial Union, an entire world is unfolding under the watchful eyes of members of the Purdue Railroad Club (PRRC). Prompted by advances in model train technology, the club tore out a nearly 50-year-old model in 2008 to rebuild the present-day layout. The new track, the third in this location, spans more than 600 square feet in two rooms. Seven years later, there is much work left to be done.
The Voice
It’s minutes before kickoff and the crowd at Ross-Ade Stadium has fallen to a whisper. Thousands of fans are on their feet with their heads angled upward, hearts swelling with pride, tears pooling in the corners of their eyes. A rich baritone voice fills the air, the solemnity of the words echoing out across campus. “Speak them firmly, speak them proudly, speak them gratefully.” Fifty thousand voices join in unison: “I am an American.”
Cary Risk Table
Generations of Cary Quad men will recognize the hand-drawn Risk table that has anchored student gathering spaces since the 1970s. It currently resides in the fourth floor lounge of Cary Southwest. The strategy game released by Parker Brothers in 1959 is one of the best-selling board games of all time. But the identities of the students who created the Cary Risk table are unknown. Dave Brozenick (E’77), whose misspelled name appears on the underside of the table, claims he had nothing to do with it. “I vaguely remember that whoever made it put my name on it and spelled it incorrectly.”
The Suit
Tired Boy
Tired Boy, the bronze sculpture centered in Windsor Circle near the entrance of Wood Hall, was part of a collection of gifts donated to the university by philanthropist and art collector Catherine Barker Hickox of Michigan City, Indiana.
Its sculptor, Leopold Bracony, was inspired by an incident he witnessed during World War I. He noticed two people, a small boy and a woman, who stopped to rest in the midst of the bombing. Touched by the confidence the tired child placed in the woman, Bracony created the sculpture as a symbol of faith.
Ask Pete
I travel often to cheer on the Boilers. Sometimes I get stuck in the airport security line for having packed something I shouldn’t have. How do you get through with the hammer? Any tips?
When it comes to travel, I live by two mantras. 1. Pack light. 2. Never leave home without your hammer. Luckily, there are times when the team travels by private jet and I am spared the rigmarole of the airport security check. But when plane capacity is tight, who do you suppose is first to get bumped to coach on a commuter discount carrier? Good ol’ Pete.