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Philadelphia – The Living Breathing Heart of a Penn Education

By Brian C. Newberry, C’93

Throughout high school Cornell and its architecture program had beckoned.  My Penn acceptance letter arrived one day before its Cornell twin and during the intervening uncertain 24 hours I recall sitting on the stairs at home mulling over my future, eventually deciding to choose Penn for one reason only – Philadelphia and the chance to live in the heart of the city.  Might my decision been different had the letters come in reverse order?  Perhaps, but rarely have I made a decision so correct in retrospect.

While a certain percentage of the American population and of our classmates grew up in the heart of a city, be it Philadelphia, New York etc. most Americans come of age elsewhere.  Even if they live in an urban area they may be on the periphery and as children are often shielded from all that a major city has to offer, good and bad, secluded in their own neighborhoods with a trip to Center City not being much different than for a kid from the suburbs.  My education at Penn, with 25 years reflection, had far less to do with the classes I took or the professors I had, excellent though most of them were, but with all that having the time to explore Philadelphia taught about life.

Living on or near campus is one thing but, helped immensely by my time as a photographer for the DP which gave me the excuse – plus minor reimbursable expenses –  to explore every nook and cranny, I spent my four years doing just that.  Yes I recall great lecturers – Bruce Kuklick, Herman Beavers, Jack Reece and many more but my most vivid memories are far less academic.

SEPTA signs #93tothe25th Philadelphia Penn education

SEPTA signs, photo by Brian C. Newberry

On a frivolous yet fun note, the sports opportunities alone were fascinating.  Among many, a few stand-out with time.  I got to interview the Phillie Phanatic and cover a game from the field. That same summer I also had photographic duty during a “friendly” between Sheffield Wednesday of the EPL and the US Men’s National Soccer team at the Vet.  Earlier that spring I was courtside with camera to watch my hometown UConn Women’s basketball team cut down the nets at the Palestra on their way to their first Final Four, little knowing what a run for the ages they would soon embark upon.

USMNT friendly against Sheffield Wednesday at the Vet

US National Soccer Exhibition at the Vet against Sheffield Wednesday of the English Premiere League, photo by Brian C. Newberry

Uconn women Final Four 1991 cut down nets at Palestra

UCONN Women cut down the nets at the Palestra on their way to the Final Four in 1991, photo by Brian C. Newberry

There were the opportunities to get up close and personal with big-time politics.  Forget Bill Clinton’s visit in 1992 to deliver his economic address.  That was a big deal but was more because of Wharton than the city itself.  During the 1991 special Senate election following the death of Senator John Heinz in a plane crash, however, I was able to both meet eventual winner Harris Wofford in the DP offices while also covering a fundraiser for his opponent Dick Thornburgh hosted by President Bush at the Bellevue.  Likewise, that same summer Wilson Goode was term limited and the Mayor’s race took center stage with all its opportunities to see urban retail politics up close.  I will never forget photographing a candidate/comedy charity benefit at the Bank Street Comedy Club at which all three Mayoral candidates took the stage – including Penn’s own Ed Rendell – and then mingled with the small crowd afterward.  Frank Rizzo died a week later and we won a press award for our coverage based in part on the photo I got that night, which the Daily News photo editor had the kindness to call me personally and tell me was the best cover in the city.

Frank Rizzo cover photo DP cover

Cover photo of Frank Rizzo on the DP the day after he died, photo by Brian C. Newberry

Frank Rizzo obituary in the DP

Inside the DP, remembering Frank Rizzo, photo courtesy of Brian C. Newberry

I drove an ESCORT van for two years, right up until I began law school at Temple in the fall of 1993, and learned every street and alley between 18th and 49th, Lancaster, Powelton, Baltimore, JFK Blvd. and South Streets.  There are few things more peaceful then driving the usually crowded and noisy city streets, windows down, on a spring or summer night at 2AMwhen no one but the cabbies, the garbage and delivery trucks are out; a whole side of the city most never see.  The liquid nitrogen delivery was always made to the medical school circa 1:30 AM every night.  I kept waiting for the Terminator to appear each time I saw it.  On the flip side there were all those 5PM first shift drives to the various repair shops to pick up the vans – there were always vans under repair – before service started.  One shop was out in West Philly but the other was in North Philly near Girard. Like auto repair shops everywhere they were in less than safe areas and the barbed wire and guard dogs were real.

Just walking the city was educational.  There was so much to soak in and I took every opportunity to do so.  Neighborhood after neighborhood from the historic district and Independence Park, to the purely residential areas a few blocks from the skyscrapers, to the museum district to South Philly to Northern Liberties to the riverfronts, both Delaware and Schuylkill.  On our first real date my wife and I began the day at the Rodin Museum, spent more time at the Art Museum, headed downtown to Independence Hall, took the tour, had lunch at City Tavern, made our way through the Italian Market and to Geno’s Steaks* before heading back to Center City to go to a movie at the Ritz – all on foot. One summer I took my camera and rode every inch of the city’s subway system from Fern Rock to Pattison, Bridge-Pratt to 69th Street just to see it all.  If there was a festival at Penn’s Landing or anywhere that sounded fun I would grab the camera and go.

Summer was a particularly fruitful time for exploration.  Fourth of July 1992 was especially memorable – a group of us spent the afternoon having a cook-out on my porch at 4034 Spruce, enjoying (a few too many) adult beverages (I have never touched Southern Comfort since that day), then headed downtown on the pot-soaked (is that a word or merely a mixed metaphor?) El from 40th and Market to go watch the fireworks near the Ben Franklin Bridge.  The crowd estimate was a million strong just packed into the riverfront area.  When it was all over the subways were so jammed that we didn’t want to wait so we walked 44 blocks back to Murph’s to close the day, one of the women going barefoot due to blisters.  One July day the year prior I woke up to WMMR on the radio saying that Alice Cooper was doing an impromptu free concert down near Independence Hall.  Not a huge Alice Cooper fan but so what, right?  Headed on down and it was a blast.  Speaking of music I also got to occasionally cover concerts at the Spectrum from the press box and do reviews.  Being on the DP staff did have its perks.

There was the dark side of the City.  We all remember the homelessness, the drug dealing and the crime.  One night while driving ESCORT I remember shots fired and it turned out a guy was hit in a drive-by on Walnut near 40th.  He turned down 40th, must have seen the cops at Uni-Mart, where they often hung out, backed his car up onto Walnut, drove half a block and then died, with his car crashing into a tree.  But it went beyond campus.  I explored an abandoned crack den in North Philadelphia while photographing a Habitat for Humanity project next door.  Often, during my wanderings I would find myself entering areas where I probably shouldn’t have been for my own safety, though no one ever bothered me.  Philadelphia is not unique in this respect but the capacity for the city to shift from block to block never ceased to amaze.  To this day I have an unconscious street sense no matter where I am, always alert to my surroundings, “thanks” to the city.  My wife was a student at Textile and one time I borrowed my roommate’s car to go see her.  Coming back it was rush hour and so I, naively, took the most direct route down Ridge Avenue.  It’s amazing the hub caps survived the trip.  From that day forward I always took the train from 30th Street.  There were some interesting characters on that commuter rail platform on 30th Street late at night and, hey, who appropriated these old train signs and left them in my basement?

And of course there were the con artists and assorted less than savory characters that appeared from time to time.  There was the guy who showed up in my backyard at 39th and Walnut one spring Saturday morning and told us that he was trying to take the train from DC to NY but had gotten off in Philly because he had run out of money and wanted our help so he could get back on. I refrained from asking what he was doing 11 blocks from 30th Street Station if he was so hell bent on a train and just politely sent him on his way not wanting to find out if he had a gun.  There was also the notorious con artist – name escapes me but he was reported by numerous students over the years – who I swear I ran into one night around midnight at the 24 hour post office on Market Street.  This guy was good.  He noticed every little thing about what I was wearing and tried to build a connection around it down to a Hartford Whaler reference as he tried to work me out of some cash.  Smooth.  Ithaca may have its riff-raff but doubtful it is on this scale.

So is Penn a fantastic university and all around educational institution with cutting edge teaching and research? Absolutely.  But so are many other universities.  Few of them, however, can match the experience of seeing life in all its fullness, lightness and darkness, as living four years, and in my case eventually seven, in the heart of one of the great walking cities of the world.  That is my most enduring memory of college.  I love Philadelphia, always have and always will.  After seven years my wife and I left to return to our native New England where our families were and I have never regretted that decision but if I ever win Powerball I intend to buy a Phillies luxury box and one of those Ritz-Carlton condos across from City Hall so I can visit whenever I like – just so long as Eagles fans learn that it is stupid to stand on the awnings to celebrate a Super Bowl win and take their mayhem elsewhere.

*With time I have concluded that Pat’s is better than Geno’s, but both pale in comparison to Dalessandro’s in Roxborough at the corner of Henry Avenue and Walnut Lane.  I still have an old helmet shaped refrigerator magnet from our 10th reunion from Dalessandro’s showing the Eagles 2003 schedule.  It is on the small fridge in our garage that we store extra items in and that I bought from a friend back in 1991.  It has outlasted three other larger ones.

Penn Class of 1993 25th Reunion Countdown

The weekend of December 29 – 30, marked 19 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 14, 2018)! Meet us at the Button!

Register NOW to attend our 25th Reunion!

Join us we count down the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th:

  • Do you have old photos or mementos from our time at Penn? Photos of Spring Fling? Football at Franklin Field? Classes at DRL? We are taking a trip down memory lane and would love for you to share your memories with our class in a future post. Please email us upenn1993@gmail.com!
  • Follow us on Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram.
  • Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.
  • Donate to The Penn Fund in honor of our reunion! We want to break the 25th reunion participation giving record and every gift matters!

Book Your Hotel Room for Alumni Weekend NOW!

The Marriott Downtown (where we had a Penn 1993 and a Penn Alumni room block) is sold out for Alumni Weekend. There are alternative hotels near by. We recommend booking ASAP! Please see our class website for additional details.

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Remembering Arthur Ashe Speaking at Penn (39 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

While sorting through old photos, I found this photo from our senior year. It is the board of Connaissance, photographed with Albert Moore, our staff advisor for SAC activities, and legendary tennis player Arthur Ashe.

Arthur Ashe speaks at University of Pennsylvania invited by Connaissance

Connaissance board members pose with Connaissance Fall 1992 Speaker Arthur Ashe. L-R Caren Lissner, C’93, Robyn Reifman, C’94, Mark Whitcher, W’93, Arthur Ashe, Kiera Reilly, C’93, Meg O’Leary, C’94, and Albert Moore from the Office of Student Affairs. (note the halo around Caren’s head is how the photo was developed!)

I did not remember much about the speech – I remember Mr. Ashe came to Penn, that I went with Meg to pick him up at 30th Street Station, and that he died not long after he visited Penn.

I hoped that Caren, Robyn, Mark, Meg and Albert might recall more than that, and Meg was the only one that had a clear memory. She wrote:

My biggest memories are of the drive picking him up at the train station.  If you remember, I hadn’t had my driver’s license very long and not a whole lot of experience driving.  My driving made Mr. Ashe quite nervous – he held the dashboard the whole way and kept asking questions of Kiera, basically asking if she’d like to take over the driving and making sure that I was going the right way.  I don’t think I drove him back to the station though. It wasn’t that long after that he died, and I remember feeling a little guilt that maybe my driving had stressed him out and made his illness worse.

I also remember that, of all our speakers, I felt that he was the most modest.  He asked for very little special treatment – just reimbursement for his travel costs (he took the train from NYC; so pretty inexpensive) and a very reasonable speaking fee.  And, in person, he was very unassuming and didn’t put on any airs, was quite down to earth.

Luckily, The Daily Pennsylvanian sent staff writer Charles Ornstein, C’96, (now a Senior Reporter for ProPublica), and he filed this report (you can see a PDF of the article here).

Arthur Ashe speaking at the University of Pennsylvania November 4, 1992

Arthur Ashe speaking at the University Museum on November 4, 1992.

Arthur Ashe speaking at the University of Pennsylvania, photo by Steve Waxman, the DP

The DP Arthur Ashe AIDS

DP staff writer Charles Ornstein

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

The Daily Pennsylvanian covers Arthur Ashe's visit to Penn for Connaissance

Meg’s memory is correct about Mr. Ashe being so humble. As soon as I read her note, I remembered that too. We were fortunate to help bring many prominent speakers to campus, and as Connaissance board members we often had dinner with them before the speech. But he was probably the nicest and most unassuming speaker I ever met. It was a true honor to meet him and have him speak at Penn.

While he was on campus, Mr. Ashe spoke with DP Sports Writer Jonathan Mayo. The link to their conversation as published in the DP is here.

Sadly, Meg was correct in her recollection that Mr. Ashe died not long after he visited Penn. The DP reported his death on February 8, 1993.

Penn Class of 1993 25th Reunion Countdown

The weekend of August 11 – 12, 2017, marked 39 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 14, 2018)!

Join us we count down the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th:

  • Do you have old photos or mementos from our time at Penn? Photos of Spring Fling? Football at Franklin Field? Classes at DRL? We are taking a trip down memory lane and would love for you to share your memories with our class in a future post. Please email us upenn1993@gmail.com!
  • Join our reunion committee – email Lisa Grabelle at lisagrabelle@yahoo.com.
  • Follow us on Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram.
  • Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

Important hotel update! Overwhelming response from our great class has sold out the Downtown Marriott Class of 1993 room block for Saturday night. There are alternative hotels. We recommend booking ASAP! Please see our class website for additional details.

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The Daily Pennsylvanian Welcomes the Class of 1993 to Penn (45 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

You never know what treasures you will find when cleaning out the attic, basement, or boxes of things in the back of a closet. As we countdown the weeks to our 25th Penn reunion #93tothe25th, we are encouraging classmates to share photos, memories or mementos of our time at Penn.

My mom recently found the July 1, 1989 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian at her house. Apparently the DP sent an issue to all of the incoming freshmen, and it’s been in my childhood home since then.

The top of the fold headline article was a bit jarring though….class is less selective but quality up!

The July 1, 1989 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian sent to incoming Freshman

The July 1, 1989 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian sent to incoming Freshman

It was interesting to see the front and back page stories of the day.

The full front page of the July 1, 1989 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian

The full front page of the July 1, 1989 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian

Fran Dunphy was newly hired as the Head Coach of the Men’s Basketball team, and Gary Steele was promoted to be the Head Coach of the Football Team.

The back page of the July 1, 1989, issue of The DP

The back page of the July 1, 1989, issue of The DP

What do you have in your attic? Share it with us by emailing upenn1993@gmail.com.

Penn Class of 1993 25th Reunion Countdown

The weekend of June 30 – July 1 2017, marked 45 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 14, 2018)!

Join us we count down the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th:

  • Do you have old photos or mementos from our time at Penn? Photos of Spring Fling? Football at Franklin Field? Classes at DRL? We are taking a trip down memory lane and would love for you to share your memories with our class in a future post. Please email us upenn1993@gmail.com!
  • Join our reunion committee – email Lisa Grabelle at lisagrabelle@yahoo.com.
  • Follow us on Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram.
  • Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

Important hotel update! Overwhelming response from our great class has sold out the Downtown Marriott Class of 1993 room block for Saturday night. Here are alternatives if you are planning the Saturday night stay. We recommend booking ASAP! Please see our class website for additional details:

  1. Call the Downtown Marriott directly and book by phone under the “UPenn Alumni Weekend 2018” room block for $259/night. Call (800) 320-5744 (for international classmates, call (215) 625-2900).
  2. Book the Downtown Marriott on-line but select “Attendee” from the drop-down menu.
  3. Book at the Loews Philadelphia Hotel room block which is directly across the street and $279/night.
  4. Book at the Courtyard Philadelphia Downtown room block which is just 2 blocks away and $244/night.

 

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The DP Joke Issue (58 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

Remember picking up your issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian as you left the High Rises, or walked through Steiny-D? And once a year the stories seemed not quite right? The annual DP Joke issue always caused a stir, with some stories seeming plausible enough to be real, so that the other stories that were truly off-the-wall were believed.

I searched The DP’s archives to find the Joke Issues for our time at Penn. But since the issues weren’t called “joke issue” in the paper, I only found one so far, the one from our senior year, which was published on March 30, 1993.

The joke stories on the front page:

  • Hackeny Nixed for NEH Post
  • Seinfeld to Speak to Grads
  • U. May Sell Off High Rises
  • Dorms to be Wired for Burglar Alarms
  • First Daughter Sues “Street”
The March 30, 1993 front page of The Daily Pennsylvanian

The March 30, 1993 front page of The Daily Pennsylvanian

You can see the entire issue in The Daily Pennsylvanian’s archives.

Penn Class of 1993 Reunion Countdown

March 31 – April 1, 2017, marked 58 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018)! 

Join us we count down the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th:

  • Do you have old photos or mementos from our time at Penn? Photos of Spring Fling? Football at Franklin Field? Classes at DRL? We are taking a trip down memory lane and would love for you to share your memories with our class in a future post. Please email us upenn1993@gmail.com!
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  • Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

 

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Reflections on “Protesting” (61 Weeks To Go)

By Josh Frank, C’93, and and Jef Pollock, C’93

Protesting the drinking ban at the Palladium, front page of the Daily Pennsylvanian, April 12, 1993

Protesting the outdoor drinking ban at The Palladium

We were freshmen in the fall of 1989. It’s not like we weren’t interested in politics and protesting, but one doesn’t get to choose the era during which one attends college, or what issues might arise during one’s four years in school. It’s not like nothing was happening in the world during our years at Penn – the Soviet Union, and the Cold War, were rapidly ending, and we had the first Gulf War, which we watched on CNN along with most everyone else. Closer to home, there was the beginning of “political correctness” with the infamous “water buffalo” incident, the Take Back the Night march, and Gay Jeans Day (when you wore jeans to show support for gay rights).

We were both history majors at Penn concentrating primarily on American history, and we took every class Penn had to offer on contemporary politics, especially those from Dean Kathleen Hall Jamieson and Frank Luntz. We both started our careers in politics while still in school – Jef spent the summer of 1992 in Dallas working with Luntz as the Democratic part of the Ross Perot campaign and polling operation, and Josh worked in DC for a Democratic media consultant, Bob Shrum. By the fall of 1992, our senior year, we were excited for Bill Clinton’s pending victory, and attended a rally on College Green with Ken Olin (Thirtysomething!), Elisabeth Shue (Cocktail!), and Rhea Pearlman (Carla!). Josh took a job on Capitol Hill right out of school before going to law school, and Jef has managed to make his living working in politics as a Democratic pollster.

All of which is to say, had there been some reason to protest or join a rally on any of the myriad causes we’ve seen over the last few years, we would have certainly been active participants. But what was there to protest in 1993 that was drawing masses of people?

We both sought an honors degree from the History department, which meant writing a senior thesis – Jef wrote his under the watchful eye of Professor Tom Sugrue on George Wallace’s surprisingly strong performance in South Philly in 1968 (after being rejected for the brilliant idea of doing a history of the Big 5 basketball league), and Josh wrote his on the history of the Mask and Wig Club. In other words, we kept our interests local. Apparently, we took the same approach with our protesting.

Until a few weeks ago, we had completely forgotten about our small efforts at protest, which happened to make the front page of the DP. It was spring of 1993 and we were seniors, finally legally “of age” and able to enjoy a beautiful spring day sitting on the outside patio at the Palladium enjoying our beverage of choice, or so we thought. The Palladium had particularly fond memories for both of us – Jef bought his now wife, Deborah Brown, C’93, a shot there on her 21st birthday, while Josh had brought his now wife Carolyn Frank (nee Friedman), C’93, there on one of their first dates. And we had once parked a lukewarm portable hot tub outside the place during Spring Fling for a 48 hour hot tub-a-thon for charity (and were joined in the hot tub one night by Kevin Nealon!).

A ban was announced – no more drinking outside at the Palladium. A protest was organized – without the internet or cellphones or social media, we’re at a loss to explain how word spread – and we managed to get a few dozen people to unobtrusively and calmly enjoy some drinks on the sidewalk outside the Palladium.

Did our protest work? Memories are hazy, but probably not. The Palladium doesn’t even exist anymore. Did reading this story bring back fond memories? You bet. It also made us wish for a “simpler” time when calling Penn students “apathetic” wasn’t an insult (it’s not like there were serious protests happening on other campuses). In 1993, the Cold War was over, we’d elected a new generation of leadership (Clinton/Gore), and the economy was on the upswing – so what exactly was there for us to protest?

College students today are, rightly, much more politically engaged than we were, or more to the point, ever really had a chance to be. The last few years have seen the highest levels of political engagement and protest on campuses since the 1960s. We once had a teacher ask us which era in American history we would have liked to have lived through, and we said the sixties. The teacher, who had lived through the sixties, thought we were crazy, but we thought it sounded glamorous in hindsight (also in the sixties’ favor was great music and the whole “free love” thing). If we were college students today, we almost certainly would have been out protesting on any number of issues, but we don’t look back with regret or disappointment that the biggest issue we could find to protest was the outdoor alcohol ban at the Palladium. OK, maybe a little regret, but we still enjoyed our little moment in the sun, as inconsequential as it may seem in hindsight.

Editor’s note: Thank you to Heidi Howard Tandy, C’92, for reminding us of our protest thanks to the online archives for The Daily Pennsylvanian. Follow the Class of 1992 as they prepare for their 25th reunion this May.

The Daily Pennsylvanian front page April 12, 1993 protesting the outdoor drinking ban at the Palladium

Front page of the DP on April 12, 1993 – protesting the no drinking ban on the Palladium’s terrace.

The Daily Pennsylvanian on April 12, 1993 article protesting the outdoor drinking ban at the Palladium at Penn

The story continues inside the DP on page 7.

Penn Class of 1993 Reunion Countdown

March 10-11, 2017, marked 61 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018)! 

Join us we count down the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th:

  • Do you have old photos or mementos from our time at Penn? Photos of Spring Fling? Football at Franklin Field? Classes at DRL? We are taking a trip down memory lane and would love for you to share your memories with our class in a future post. Please email us upenn1993@gmail.com!
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  • Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

 

 

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Gov. Mario Cuomo Speaks at Penn (71 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

The weekend of December 30-31, 2016, marked 71 weeks to our 25th reunion in our #93tothe25th countdown. At that time in December, 1989, it was a break between our first and second semesters of our Freshman year at Penn. I remember returning home to Texas, and catching up with my friends from high school. All of us shared stories of our experiences at our respective colleges and universities.

One memory I remember sharing from the fall semester is going to Irvine Auditorium to hear New York Governor Mario Cuomo speak. The student groups Connaissance and the Penn Political Union brought him to campus – later in my time at Penn I became involved with both the PPU and Connaissance and was fortunate to work on bringing many high profile speakers to campus. This event was one of the first times I realized why Penn was so special. So many different academics and dignitaries came to speak on campus and we were able to hear them, meet them, and question them. We were fortunate to have the opportunity to learn and explore so much.

Looking at the two pictures I took from the event, I am reminded how different capturing images is today compared to 1989!

Governor of New York Mario Cuomo on stage at Irvine Auditorium at Penn photo by Kiera Reilly

My photo of Gov. Mario Cuomo on state at Irvine Auditorium at Penn

New York Governor Mario Cuomo speaks at the University of Pennsylvania in 1989 Irvine Auditorium

My second photo of Gov. Cuomo on stage at Irvine auditorium

NY Governor Mario Cuomo speaks at Penn in 1989. Photo by Mike Johnson, The Daily Pennsylvanian

The DP Photo editor took a much better picture of Gov. Cuomo. Credit: Mike Johnson, DP

I saved the article from The Daily Pennsylvanian in the next day’s paper and pasted it in my scrap book. You can access the article and the text of his speech (plus the entire issue from October 25, 1989) via the DP’s archives online here. I also saved my ticket from the event.

ticket to see New York Governor Mario Cuomo speak at Penn in 1989. Photo by Kiera Reilly

My ticket to see Gov. Cuomo at Irvine Auditorium on October 24, 1989

The photo caption on the front page (which is cropped in this scan below), said that Cuomo spoke to an audience of 1,400. The article said that after his 90 minute speech and 20 minute Q&A session with the audience, Cuomo received a standing ovation.

Front page of The Daily Pennsylvanian on October 25, 1989 highlights Gov. Mario Cuomo

Front page of The DP on October 25, 1989, highlighted Gov. Cuomo’s visit the night before.

Speech delivered by Gov. Mario Cuomo at Penn on October 24, 1989, credit to The DP

The lengthy front page story on Gov. Cuomo continued inside the paper with a copy of his speech.

Penn Class of 1993 Reunion Countdown

December 30-31, 2016 marked 71 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018)! Join us we count down the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th:

  • Do you have old photos or mementos from our time at Penn? Photos of Spring Fling? Football at Franklin Field? Classes at DRL? We are taking a trip down memory lane and would love for you to share your memories with our class in a future post. Please email us upenn1993@gmail.com!
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  • Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

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Last 250th Anniversary Event – Winter Holiday Festival on the Green (74 Weeks To Go)

By Kiera Reilly, C’93

Today, January 17, 2017, marks the 311th Birthday of Penn’s founder, Benjamin Franklin. To celebrate Ben, and note the 74th week until our 25th reunion, we look back to December 1990, when Penn concluded a year of celebrating the 250th Anniversary of its founding.

As noted in this issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian from December 6, 1990, the final event of the year-long celebration of Penn’s 250th anniversary would be a, “Winter Holiday Festival on the Green.”

The Daily Pennsylvanian notes Penn's 250th Anniversary Celebration to end in December 1990

Clip from front page of the DP on December 6, 1990 noting the end of Penn’s 250th anniversary celebrations.

The Daily Pennsylvanian news clip from December 6, 1990 on Penn's 250th annniversary celebration

Continuation of DP article from December 6, 1990, on the final celebration for Penn’s 250th

The party was the day before finals started on campus for the fall semester.

Thank you go Joanna Kwa, C’93, for sharing this photo of Krista Prescop, C’93, and Johanna Pasternak Maleh, W’93, at the event.

Photo by Joanna Kwa of Penn's 250th Anniversary Final Celebration on College Green in December 1990

Krista Prescop and Johanna Pasternak Maleh pose with a toy soldier in front of Ben Franklin. Photo from Joanna Kwa

I have two not very good photos from the party – one is of Ben Franklin decked out in a red scarf for the celebration.

Photo by Kiera Reilly of Ben Franklin statue on Penn's College Green during December 250th Anniversary celebration

Ben Franklin statue on College Green decorated for the final celebration of Penn’s 250th Anniversary in December, 1990.

My other picture is of the lighted, wrapped “presents” that decorated College Green.

Photo by Kiera Reilly of December 1990 celebration of Penn's 250th Anniversary

Wrapped presents with the Penn seal

Does anyone else remember this party? I vaguely remember attending and thinking it was a fun break from studying for finals.

The Daily Pennsylvanian Full Pages

I include below the two full pages from The DP on December 6th – it is interesting to see the other campus news items, especially the one on the hopeful re-opening of Troy’s by our classmate Matthew Klein!

Cover page of the December 6, 1990 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian

Cover page of the December 6, 1990 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian

Page 9 from the December 6, 1990 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian continues articles from the front page on the final 250th event

Page 9 from the December 6, 1990 issue of The Daily Pennsylvanian continues articles from the front page on the final 250th event

 

Penn Class of 1993 Reunion Countdown

The weekend of December 9-10, 2016 marked 74 weeks until the 25th Reunion of the Penn Class of 1993 (May 11 – 13, 2018)! Join us we count down the weeks to our reunion #93tothe25th:

  • Do you have old photos or mementos from our time at Penn? Photos of Spring Fling? Football at Franklin Field? Classes at DRL? We are taking a trip down memory lane and would love for you to share your memories with our class in a future post. Please email us upenn1993@gmail.com!
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  • Classmates are invited to join our Facebook and LinkedIn groups.

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