Monthly Archives: September 2016

Tuition Then and Now (85 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

Last weekend, September 23-24, 2016 marked 85 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018)! Follow along with us we countdown the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th: Follow us on Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram. Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

I recently discovered a Scrapbook I made of things from Freshman year. One item was the breakdown of tuition costs for the 1989 – 1990 school year.

93_I know that the cost of Penn has increased, but by how much? Thanks to Google, I found the tuition for this academic year pretty easily on the Penn Student Financial Services website.

93_screenshotComparing the total cost in 1989 – 1990 ($20,850) with the total cost in 2016 – 2017 ($69,340), I wondered how that 1989-1990 academic year price tab would compare using inflation rates. According to this CPI Inflation Calculator, the amount of expenses in 1989 would be equivalent to $40,463.63 today.

Of course, all of this talk of tuition makes me think of one of my favorite Mask and Wig songs, “Tuition.” Here is a clip from Freshman Performing Arts Night in 2006.


Do you have any saved items from our time at Penn? Let us know! Last week’s post featured items from New Student Week, and we’d like to include more “artifacts” from our time at Penn in future posts. Please email us if you have something to share. Our email address is upenn1993@gmail.com

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New Student Week…(86 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

This weekend, September 16-17, 2016, marks 86 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018)! Follow along with us we countdown the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th: Follow us on Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram. Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

New Student Week (NSW) for the Penn Class of 1989 was twenty-seven years ago this week, so we are looking back at the first week we were at Penn.

I do not remember much about NSW, but I do still have my NSW t-shirt and a NSW pin. Here I am sporting my NSW t-shirt (remember how our t-shirts had to be super long to be stylish?) at a Brooks-Leidy hall brunch in the Upper Quad.

93_86_1Christine Lutton Foster, C’93, shared her NSW order form.

93_86_2Amy Korn Duque, C’93, G’93, found the original NSW brochure.

93_86_393_86_4Amy had a copy of the campus map from 1989. Notice building number 49 circled – Logan Hall. It has since been renamed and current students know it as Claudia Cohen Hall. Number 34 Hill House is currently closed for renovation, and across “Hill Field” is the new college house that opened this week.

Amy shared a brochure for Houston Hall. Have you visited Houston Hall recently? All of these stores are no longer there.

93_86_7In contrast to these old documents, I looked for the New Student Week information for this year. It’s now called New Student Orientation, and all the events are listed on the web, but there was also a pretty colorful brochure online. Wow, look at all the offerings for new Penn students!

93_86_893_86_9Things have definitely changed. It makes our New Student Week brochure look so last century (ack)!

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Scenes from Freshmen Move-In…(87 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

Our countdown to our 25th Penn reunion continues as this past weekend, September 9-10, 2016, marked 87 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018). #93tothe25th Follow along with us: we are on Social Media! Follow us on Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram. Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

I was visiting family and friends back east a few weeks ago, and the day I visited campus happened to be a freshmen move-in day. There were new families wandering all over campus, and it was buzzing with activity.

This video of Locus Walk from was taken in front of the Sweeten Alumni House. It’s busy as usual with new students and their families walking through campus. You can hear the Penn Band in the background (they’re playing in Perelman Quadrangle, behind Houston Hall).

I wandered over to Houston Hall, following sounds of the Band, and listened to them playing. Can you guess the song?

The Penn Band plays.

Later in the afternoon, new Penn families were gathered on College Green waiting to hear Penn’s President and Provost address them. While they were waiting, the Penn Glee club sang a medley of Penn songs.

Do you remember moving to campus to start our freshman year twenty-seven years ago?

We are collecting photos for an upcoming post on our freshman dorm rooms and roommates. Please share your photos with us by emailing them to upenn1993@gmail.com.

We hope to see you back on campus in 2018 for our 25th reunion!

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We Were Merely Freshmen…(88 Weeks To Go)

This weekend, September 2-3, 2016, marks 88 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018). We are counting down the weeks until we return to campus to celebrate our time at Penn. #93tothe25th

Caren Lissner originally wrote this seven years ago, reflecting on the 20 years since we entered Penn as freshmen. She revised it slightly before we posted it here.

By the way, the movie version of Caren’s first novel, Carrie Pilby, is having its world premiere at the Toronto Film Festival next week. You can follow her on Twitter @carenlissner.

Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups. We are also on Twitter, Tumblr, and recently joined Instagram.

 

We Were Merely Freshmen…

By Caren Lissner, C’93

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Locust Walk at Penn, credit: Kiera Reilly, C’93

During the first few days of my freshman year of college in Philadelphia – 20-something years ago this week – it was sunny, bright, and contradictorily cool. We kept waiting for rain, and there was none, which was good for us suburban kids who weren’t used to walking around outside to get everywhere. Some of us already had blisters on our feet by the third day of school.

The first several days were reserved for freshman orientation. It included “diversity training” on the grassy college green, where we acted out skits designed to erase any racism and sexism we’d acquired back home. We got up early and stood on line to drop and add courses last-minute, attended seminars like “using campus phones,” and quickly learned to do laundry. We walked up Locust Walk, past the Quad and Book Store, and along the way, salespeople set up tables to offer us credit cards, sell us college t-shirts, and sign us up for gym or video store membership.

Everybody wanted us. We were the future. We were not yet hardened or sullied. Our mailboxes and backpacks overflowed with coupons: The local pizza restaurant, wing joints, bagel shops. Credit card companies told us which gifts we could have if we used their card. Clubs and non-profit volunteer groups begged us to join.

Everybody wanted us. We were the future.

One night during orientation, there was an introductory event at the Christian center with free burgers. Of course, all the non-Christian freshmen came too, because it was another free dinner, a way to avoid spending money when some of us had precious little.

Everybody wanted us. We were the future.

And some of us wanted each other, no doubt. A few “floor couples” formed, and some of us made new friends at Casino Night or the Freshman Mixer. There we were, with thousands of people our age, of similar backgrounds, suddenly sprung from the stuffy halls of high school and shedding the social labels of nerd or geek or jock.

Everybody wanted us. We were the future.

It was the beginning of independence. For some, it took a while to figure out how to use that independence. Some took even more time after graduation. But no matter what happened, beginnings are nice. We didn’t know which path we were about to take, only that there was so much future ahead of us.

That feeling comes back to me every year around this time, when the leaves crumble and the cool winds of autumn return. I remember when I felt like I could do pretty much anything. You don’t have to be 18 to believe that, but when you are 18, it sure helps that other people feel that way about you, too.

 

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