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Glen Robison and his wife, Londa, show off their first child, Logan Glen, born in late July of last year.

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Editor:
Like many, I was shocked when I heard Ricks would not be Ricks any longer. I was disappointed.

I entered Ricks in August of 1982, an 18-year-old skinny kid from an inactive family. My non-member uncle had talked my parents into sending me. He probably did the biggest favor anyone has ever done for me.

It was at Ricks that I began to gain an ever-growing testimony of the Gospel. Teachers like Harry Maxwell and Glade Merrell taught me Book of Mormon and Church history. Bishops like Larry Hibbert taught me to be responsible in the Gospel. They also taught me to be responsible for myself.

I met my wife (the former Stacy Sedgwick of Fair Oaks, California) at Ricks. Although we lived ten miles from each other in northern California, it was in a psychology class that we really met.

At Ricks I learned poetry from Donnell Hunter, German from Robert Schwartz, and tried to learn math in the Math Lab. I played intramural football, softball, and volleyball. I used to jog to the Nautilus room at 6 a.m., hoping to put on some weight. I remember the Christmas trees in the Manwaring Center, the dances, and eating in the cafeteria.
Ricks was, and is, a wonderful place. As I have stumbled through life over the last 15 years, it was, I believe, the things I learned at Ricks that helped me through the good times and the bad times.

My children will have an opportunity that I didn’t have. Even though Ricks will now be BYU-Idaho, it will still be Ricks and they will get to go to Ricks College for four years, instead of two. My wife and I wish we had had that opportunity.

I’m not disappointed any longer.

Jon Ziegler (88)
Rocklin, Calif.




To “Continuing the Tradition” Editor:
Re: “BYWho? Bwhy?U” in fall 2001 edition.

Is this what passes for reporting at Ricks College? An expurgated, whitewashed and sanitized parroting of the official line?

Why don’t you tell it like it is: A century of tradition down the drain. Intercollegiate athletics only for the elite; the relegation of second-class citizenship to anyone outside the Utah borders … etc., etc.

And spare me the drivel about wheat and chaff—goats and sheep. Remember sheep and lemmings follow blindly.

(Name withheld by editor, alumna from class of 1957)
Yuba City, Calif.


Dear Editor:

I would like to tell you how Ricks College has blessed my life. After graduating in the spring of 1992, I was accepted to BYU and attended there for my final undergraduate year. I then went on to the California College of Podiatric Medicine. In the spring of 1997 I graduated with a Doctor of Podiatric Medicine (dpm). I then went to complete my residencies and am now in private practice in Globe, Ariz.

However, it was not as simple as stated above. While attending Millard (Utah) High School, I had completed the act examination. I was called into the counselor’s office and he told me, “Your act scores are in the bottom fifteenth percent nationally and in the bottom fifth percentile in the state of Utah. I think you should look into a vocational technical school or go into farming like your dad.” He ended by telling me, “Good luck getting into college.” I was only in his office two minutes but it felt like an eternity. I knew that farming was out of the question due to my asthma and I had no idea what a vocational school was.

I remember when the colleges from Idaho and Utah came to give us their lecture during my senior year, the only one that would consider me was Snow College. I attended there for one quarter and was put on academic probation due to poor grades. I was starting to believe my high school counselor. I left college and went on a Church mission.
After completing my mission I was accepted to Ricks College. At Ricks I met the person who had the greatest impact on my education and career. Dr. Larry Hibbert was my advisor. I remember sitting in his office while he looked over my previous college grades and said, “It’s not impossible, but here is what you need to do.” For the next three years at Ricks I listened very closely to Dr. Hibbert. I also worked with Tom Croasmun in the Study Skills Lab as one of his assistants. This interaction with students in teaching them the basic study skills for college courses not only helped me through college but through medical school and I am still applying the principles today in my practice. Every class that I attended from humanities to biology was very rewarding. The professors and faculty were genuine and had concern for my success not only in their classroom but also for my future.
Glen N. Robison (92)
Globe, Ariz.


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