Note: With everything going on in the world, April Fool’s Day is cancelled this year. That’s a good thing. We need to be serious right now. However, amidst all the fear and uncertainty, maybe a story from four decades ago will bring you a brief smile.
First some background. Jester Center at UT-Austin isn’t your typical on-campus co-ed dormitory. There are hundreds of rooms spread over 14 floors. They serve thousands of meals each day. In my era it was cafeteria style – I still hate boiled potato balls – as compared to today’s choose-your-favorite from an assortment of selections.
So… 40 years ago today…
At 11:55 p.m. on March 31, 1980, Glenn began calling friends who lived in Jester. You only had to dial four numbers, so it didn’t take long. He said: “Guys, you gotta see this. Somebody’s rappelling right outside my window. Come quick.”
Shortly after midnight a dozen of us are gathered staring into the semi-darkness. We see no one. Then Glenn shouts from above: “See him? Right over there.” We’re all yelling at him, “Where? We don’t see anyone.” Now more students are joining us and looking up to find out what all the fuss is about.
Suddenly, Glenn yells: “Hey, everybody… April Fool’s!”
The next day I promised Glenn he’d pay for it eventually, and for many years I’d call him at midnight and say, “Not yet.” Then hang up. Eventually, the desire for revenge passed. Glenn remains my close friend. April 1, 2021, might be the perfect time…