Address: 1800 Engel Road, Lawrence Kansas
First floor hosts a ping pong table
First-floor lobby is also a homework spot
10th floor has private rooms reserved for returning residents
A 10th floor private room
Studying for finals
More study space
A Resident Assistant on the 10th floor
John Davis, 2 West, 2015
It's amazing how so many people will be happy to see the "eye sore" McCollum go this November. Conversely, it is even more amazing to see all the the opposite feelings posted by the thousands of us who have had the truly amazing gift of living here for a year or more of our lives. I strongly feel that the community of McCollum is unrivaled throughout the entirety of campus. I lived in Lewis Hall for a month into school last year until an unfortunate roommate situation prompted me to move. I am sure the people there were really great and I didn't get much of a chance to meet all of them, but I felt so isolated there. I chose to move to McCollum because I had good friends from high school who lived there, so I figured we would have a lot of fun! So, after a month of not meeting many people at KU, I moved into room 233 in McCollum and literally within the first 10 minutes of moving in, all of the guys on my floor came by to introduce themselves and made me feel welcome! We were like on big, happy family (for the most part). We watched every game of the Royal's playoff run together, and had nights of super smash brothers (which sometimes got a little too heated for my liking), we hosted movie night in my room and in our lobby often, and we even had "family time" sitting in the bathroom just because we were weird like that. We did it all! I made some of the best memories there with my old friends and my new friends. I am so proud to say I lived in McCollum. It was the greatest year of my life, bar none. That is why it makes me sad when people say they are happy McCollum is being torn down. When the clock strikes 7 a.m. on November 25, a little piece of my heart will be razed along with the greatest college dorm to ever exist. RIP McCollum 1965-2015.
Rick Werp, 1966
In 1966 the pay phones would give a random amount of credit if you dropped a handful of change on the counter while holding the earpiece next to the fallen change. Prior, a real live operator would hear the different sounds each coin made as you inserted them. The new automated system would just listen to the random sounds of the dropped coins and if they came close to the sound of a nickle, dime or quarter, it would credit you. hehe...
James Harris, 1966
I moved into my brand sparkling new McCollum Hall room 620, never before occupied, in early September 1966. I watched with trepidation as my parents drove away, back home to Moberly, Missouri, in their Buick with a tear in all our eyes and the realization that for the first time in my 19 years, I was alone. I had my first roommate, a wrestler from somewhere back east. McCollum had alternating sex-segregated floors at that time so the girls' elevator would not stop on the boys' floors and vice versa. This presented some creative visitation scenarios. I also soon learned that, since we had neither refrigerators nor any means of cooking in the rooms, those wide outside window ledges were the perfect place to store certain beverages, tied to a rope and slowly lowered, chilling in the cold Lawrence night. One of the memorable events: One of the graduate students of the nerd persuasion went on his first date of the second semester. While he was out, my cohorts and I filled his room completely to the ceiling with newspapers saved during almost two semesters just for such an occasion. Unfortunately, most of them carried the masthead of my home town so he figured it out way too soon. There was a color TV in each floor's lobby and we gathered by the dozens to watch Batman every week night it was on, as well as the Smother's Brother's Comedy Hour, laughing, booing and hissing along with the on screen prompts. To this day, I believe the iced tea served in the cafeteria was the best I have ever had. I had a meal pass for three squares a day for around $125 for the semester and I soon shot past the 130 lb. mark all the way up to 140, where I stayed for a couple of decades afterward. I also was talked into taking all my classes at 7:30 am, even on Saturday by some sinister jerk guidance counselor at registration. I walked that route up and down the hills hundreds of times it seemed like, plus some classes had a three-hour gap between them so I walked back. Eventually I figured out I should ride the bus but it seemingly never ran when I needed it. On Friday I hitched a ride to Rainey Drug store where I cashed my check for $5.00, which I was able to use for the entire next week for movies, Joe's subs, a $1.00 pitcher of Coors and sometimes a steak $.99 special at the Ponderosa Steakhouse. Different times. I have not been back to bid my old Friend, McCollum Hall, a proper reintroduction and another tearful goodbye, and these memories and many more will die with me. I hope you enjoyed reading about them as much as I lived and loved my one year living there!
Living in McCollum the final year of it being open was possibly one of the greatest blessings of my freshman year of college. So many firsts happened in this building that I don't think I could count them on two hands. I was lucky enough to have a great group of friends, even though they were mostly guys. It just made all the shenanigans that much more fun. I'm proud to say that I got to live in McCollum and I wouldn't trade my time there for anything.
Dr. Kimberly Morrow, 1991
I lived in McCollum Hall when I was a graduate student at KU, majoring in German. The 10th floor, where I resided, was reserved for nontraditional and graduate students, and I made so many great and interesting friends there. We were like one big happy family! I have so many great memories that it's difficult to pick out just two. One memory I have is of the myriad of false fire alarms that serenaded us at least 15 times every semester. My guide dog, Nadine, and I literally high-tailed it down 10 flights of stairs every time those alarms went off, inevitably around 3 a.m. I'd throw on the sweats that I always kept at the ready on the desk chair beside my bed, grab Nadine's harness, and out the door we would go to join the throng of students casually ambling down the stairs. One cold winter's night, while shivering in our assorted PJ's and sweats while awaiting the all-clear to return to our rooms, a group of us taught our Chinese floormates the words to Rudolph, the Red-nosed Reindeer. That winter was the first time many of them had ever seen snow, let alone sled downhill on plastic cafeteria trays, and they were utterly fascinated by all things related to the holiday festivities. The other memory I have is hanging out with my good McCollum buddies Claudia, Rita, Quinn, Janel, Linda, Ellen, and Danni Beth. We were a diverse group of friends, all pursuing a common goal, but in the process, learning more about life, acceptance and multiculturalism from one another than education alone could ever teach us. Thank you, McCollum, for providing so many KU alumni with a place to create precious memories that will endure for a lifetime.
Rosalind Bauchum, 1971
I lived in McCollum Hall during the 1971-72 school year. I lived on 10 West. At the time it was known as the upper-classman and the international student dormitory. My roommate Mavis and I were sophomores and we were elated to live in the hall with such a diversity of students. I remember one fall night, the weather was extremely hot and everyone had windows open. During the early hours of the morning around 2:00 a.m., someone in Ellsworth Hall decided to very loudly sing a song from their dorm window. It was amazing to see the lights pop during this unannounced concert in McCollum and Ellsworth Hall. Within a few minutes I saw a University police car slowly drive through the parking lot. The next day there was a small article in the UDK news with the title, "Disturbance on Daisy Hill." To reside in McCollum was a great experience with great memories!
Michael Bradley, 1971
Moved into McCollum as a freshman and got a BA Speech and Drama and Economics. Was dorm President. During the Vietnam Nam protests the Haiphong Coalition communications office operated out of my dorm room -- as president I got a phone that was the only non-staff phone in the hall -- and I had an office with a mimeograph machine. After the Cambodian invasion our team of transcribers would call campuses throughout the country for updates on a phone in Dean of Students, Bill Balfour's, home and transcribe the reports by hand. Every two hours during daylight a new news sheet would be prepared and mimeographed and posted on every public bulletin board on campus. This was when there was still a plug-in-wire switchboard in the hall (my first KU job) and my roommate was one of those injured in the computer center bombing. The whole east basement level of Summerfield Hall housed the computer which had about a tenth the capacity of the IPad I'm typing this on. Times have changed.
Claude Tidwell, 1965
I was one of the first students to move in when it first opened my freshman year. My sophomore year it became the first public coed dorm west of the Mississippi.
There is no building on campus that can take McCollum's place, ever. 10 floors with 3 wings of glory. Out of those 10 floors, I owe the most thanks to the 6. Not only did the 6th floor become my family, but the whole building did. The community in McCollum was building wide (RAs, residents, and Desk Assistants!). Thank you for making my freshman year memorable and always swinging by the couch.
McCollum became a second home for a lot of students including me. In 2012 when I was a freshman living in McCollum I made so many amazing friends. Till this day I am extremely close to the people I met. I also met the love of my life in McCollum hall. And almost three years later we are happy and getting engaged soon. McCollum had its ups and downs but the people that lived there were amazing, I wouldn't trade my experience there for anything.
Rich Lovett, 1965
I lived in McCollum the year it opened. Several of the friends I had made in Ellsworth Hall were there too, so it was a little like being in a fraternity. I remember so many things from McCollum. There was a grand piano in the lobby lounge that I enjoyed playing (badly), and some guy had brought a full-size electric organ from home that he placed there and played (very well). I worked part-time on the McCollum switchboard, a job I loved. For you younger McCollumites, this was in the days before students had phones in their rooms or those new-fangled cell phones. It was the old-fashioned kind of switchboard with cords that you plugged into jacks to complete a phone connection. Phones were in the hallways and we alerted students to incoming calls via an intercom system. I have no idea when that system went away, but had I been there then, I think I would have been sad. Of all the full- and part-time jobs I ever had, working on that antiquated switchboard was my favorite.
Moving in as a freshman was intimidating for a small town girl. This one building houses three times the people of my entire hometown! Learning to thrive in college started with Big Mac pride. I have lots of fond memories of sitting in my room with the door open doing homework and listening to the things going on down the hall. We all were a family on 500 East. I have some crazy memories that usually ended up by watching the sun rise and waiting for Mrs. E's to open. I also remember running in the pouring rain to get a mocha with my roommate from the Hawkspot in Hash basement because she was convinced she was gonna fail without it during finals week. Now I am slightly sad that my daughter can't go to KU and be a Mccollum-ite (a play on termite--an international friend described McCollum as a giant termite mound) but I'm happy to see KU thriving. Rock chalk everyone!
McCollum was my first home away from home. This place gave me my best friend who is still my roommate. It was where I learned the best ways to avoid studying, the best food to order at 3 a.m., it's where my friends and I aquired the photo blackmail on each other that will never really go away. Some of the best pre-games took place in those rooms. I truly believe that you can't break the bond that's created when you survive McNasty together, and more so McCollumfessions. You always had a friend in that place. And we were so much cooler than Hotelsworth. 6th Floor Sharks 5ever
I may have only lived in McCollum for one year, but it left a lasting impact on me. Moving into room 646, I was terrified, but little did I know that I would become best friends with my roommate and every single one of the 6th floor sharks. So thank you, McCollum, for giving this Minnesotan a whole new Kansas family. I wouldn't have wanted to spend my freshman year at KU anywhere else!
Matt Spooner, 2003
Even though I only attended KU for one school year, my memories of McCollum Hall are still some of my most cherished to this day. The sense of freedom from living on your own. The reminder of your immaturity when you got written up by an RA. The dose of reality when you flunk a test you didn't study for. The friendships that were amazing. Long live the memory of McCollum and Lil' Jon and the 6Eastside Boyz (the nickname for my hallway, 6th Floor, East Wing)!
I have more memories than I can share (mostly inappropriate) especially for only one year of residence. McCollum Hall is where I met two of my favorite, lifelong friends. Every morning I woke to learn about shenanigans from the night before, some of which I took part. It really felt like "Animal House" at times. I will never forget being able to lock the elevators between floors just by jumping up-and-down in them. One of the craziest memories was during the winter of 1996: After a night in KC, I came back to McCollum to find the basement flooded with inches of water from a leaking ice machine. A ton of fun was had and I am truly sad to see this go... now, can I get one of those fire alarms for keepsake purposes? #RockChalk #KUMcCollumHall
David Barnes, 1996
I went to McCollum as an international exchange student from Australia. In a way it felt like being on camp. It was I remember walking out of the elevator on the ninth floor wearing my backpack and there was a floor meeting outside the elevator, the group leader said hi to me and I said hi back… it started from there. I'm thankful for the friends and camaraderie I experienced when living at McCollum. It was nice to be there all together with all our hopes, fears, ideals, loneliness, work, longings, friendships – and more. Living in the big, concrete hull of a uniform soviet block ship – with its seemingly identical, long hallways and their portholes looking out onto carparks and fields and sunsets – we rolled along together, personalising our doors with anything that blue-tac or sticky tape held up so we could communicate our vision of the world. Venturing to Mrs. E's together was a delight. There is something about joining together with hundreds of others on a daily basis for a meal. Did we ever really appreciate what we had? I would do it again… I had a marvellous time – but I’d try to do it even better! Thank you McCollum… you know who you are.
Ben Mercer, 1997
McCollum was the place I was living when God really turned me around. I remember InterVarsity Bible studies on 10th floor, friends spending the night in my absent roommate's bed above mine, dinners as a community at Mrs. E's. It was a good place to start my life in Lawrence.
Loren Bornstein, 2005
I lived and worked in McCollum while I attended KU (2005-2010), only leaving it the final few months before graduation. I started on the ninth floor in a room next to my RA (with whom I'm still acquainted via the glorious Facebook). That was the year of the microburst. For anyone living in the residence halls, they will definitely remember how many windows blew out, and the warped bleachers next to the soccer stadium. I also remember that was the year with the most fire alarms--I think it was nearly 40 that year. (Forty excuses to get IHOP is how I like to think of it). I joined the Student Housing in August 2006 as a desk assistant in Ellsworth Hall, but continued to live in McCollum on the eighth floor (Honors Floor). I realized how much I cared about life in the residence halls and pursued becoming an RA. I remember the phone call from an Assistant Complex Directors offering me the position. I screamed for joy outside of the Student Union, possibly scaring everyone around. I'm someone who passionately cares about an environment in which we all feel safe, welcome, and supported, and Student Housing absolutely embodies that. It remains my favorite place where I learned about who I was and who I wanted to be. The people I met--the ones I got along with and didn't--changed me for the better. I am proud to call many of those people friends still. And a shout out to the AMAZING custodial staff: Tina, Linda, Barb, Pete...and so many others. They did amazing work and shared some hilarious (and horrifying) stories. McCollum may not have been in the best shape in its later years, but it will always be home to my Jayhawk heart. I would not change a thing. Here's to you McCollum. And to my 10-East ladies from '08-'09: we have moved on, moved away, and even "changed face" so to speak ;), but you made my final year as an RA amazing. Thank you for everything. Always. Big Mac Pride for life! Sociology BA 2010 Women, Gender, and Sexuality Studies BA 2010 Graduation Spring 2010
I couldn't imagine having a better home for my freshman year than McCollum, and I'm incredibly fortunate to have met my college family on the sixth floor. I included my best memories and the bittersweet emotions in my article for The Odyssey about being a part of the last year of students!
Leslie Bauck-Schwarz, 1986
My first semester, I had a roommate who was not a good match, but I moved in with Janice second semester and made some great memories with our other two partners in crime, Beth and Chris. I made a great group of friends whom I still keep in touch with almost 30 years later.
Janet Byer Groff, 1967
I lived in McCollum and worked in the mail sorting area during summer school in 1967 when it was co-ed. During that summer there was a plywood partition between the wings to separate the male and female living areas on the upper floors. One took certain elevators to the men's side and another to the women's side. On the first day, we were invited to enjoy tomato juice and crackers as an appetizer in the lobby/shared area on the main floor before the evening meal. A young man, who worked the switchboard, sat adjacent to me and introduced himself. To make a long story short, we both graduated June 1, 1970, he received his commission into the Army through ROTC on June 2, and we were married on June 6. I majored in nursing and he in microbiology. Bruce lived there during some school years, too, but that is the place we met that summer, so has very nostalgic memories to me.
Abbey Shea, 2008
I graduated from the University of Kansas in 2011 with a Sports Management degree. My best friend since kindergarten and I moved into 423 McCollum in August of 2008. We became fast friends with two women down the hall and met our best friend on the sixth floor. We went through recruitment and realized that almost all of our new sorority friends lived on the other side of campus in GSP and Corbin -- living on the Hill eventually became a badge of honor we wore proudly, plus it helped that everyone was so jealous of Mrs.E's. We were introduced to shower shoes and learned the bus system together (with only one accidental adventure to East Lawrence). We discovered that with the right blackout curtains, we could go an entire day without getting out of bed. We got through our first college finals and 6 a.m. basketball camping roll call. Mac wasn't the newest or the fanciest, but it was ours. Despite the astonishing amount of fire alarms, freezing cold cinderblock walls, and constant lack of parking, I could not imagine my first year at KU living in any other place. I had so much fun; I got to have a sleepover every night with my best friends, I could eat exclusively Twizzlers and chips and salsa if that's what I felt like, and it was just a quick walk down the hill to Allen Fieldhouse -- the greatest place on Earth. McCollum was my first home in Lawrence, my first nook in my favorite place in the world. McCollum was where I first became a Jayhawk and the place where I fell in love with this great University. Rest in Peace, McCollum. Thank you for the memories. Rock Chalk Jayhawk!
I lived at McCollum for three years, and worked there for two as a Resident Assistant. I met the love of my life, whom I later married in an on-campus wedding. This engagement photo reflects only one moment of the thousands of memories I could have chosen. Once, my wife (then girlfriend) and I had some visitors walk into the lobby. They were husband and wife and had met in McCollum more than 30 years before. Melissa and I showed them around the hall so they could reflect on their time there. I knew that someday we, too, would be an old married couple and come home to where we first met and began the rest of our lives together.
Danielle Golon, 2007
I love McCollum Hall. I was an RA there during 2007-08, a summer conference assistant for several summers, and a desk assistant 2009 - 11. Some of my closet friends and the greatest people I know were fellow RAs at McCollum Hall. We bonded over 2 a.m. security rounds (and fire alarms), late night games of Mafia, mail and desk shifts, and cooking elaborate meals in the kitchen. One of my favorite events at McCollum was the annual Battle of the Bands on the front lawn. I also loved creating programs (shoutout to the Big Mac Poetry Slam Winner) and being a support system for my 6th floor ladies and the ladies of "The Beef" (the 5th, 6th, and 7th floors) of Big Mac. McCollum Hall had one of the greatest views of Lawrence, if you were lucky enough to have a room that faced toward Clinton Lake. I learned a lot about myself during my time working at McCollum. I truly believe McCollum Hall was an essential part of what made my time at KU so great. I'm sad future Jayhawks will not be able to experience the heart, soul, and community of McCollum Hall. Thanks for the memories, much love to the Big Mac 07-08 staff.
Danielle Golon, Environmental Studies, BA and Geography, BA - 2010 Geography, MA 2012.
Matt Galbraith, 2007
I was an RA in McCollum for a year. The following year, many of my friends returned to RA for a second year. Since I knew the schedule of an RA, I knew it sometimes meant being on call or not being able to leave. So I would typically visit multiple times a week to watch movies and catch up. Just like the previous year, I grew close with my RA friend's residents and remain friends with them today. Even though I was friends with many of the residents, I was a little surprised, but excited, when one of them asked me to her sorority semi-formal as a friend. (She punctuated her invitation by saying I was not her first choice.) No matter. My charm must have rubbed off on her because four and a half years later, after the KU Kentucky National Championship, I proposed in front of the Campanile. And Melissa and I just celebrated our two-year wedding anniversary.
Ben Cohen, 2005
Strongest memory: the pool table in the lobby. I was part of a small group of people who regularly congregated around it most evenings. (Two of the regulars are getting married soon!) It is honestly the first place I made friends at KU.
I have so many memories in Big Mac, I can't just choose one to talk about -- the people I met, the late night lobby talks about life, the shared struggle of being one of the "poor kids." I loved it so much I came back a second year as the programmer for AURH. The memories live in my mind as if it were yesterday. I will truly miss seeing Big Mac in the Daisy Hill skyline. Thanks for everything.
Taylor Hanna, 2011
I began my time at KU in McCollum and it was the best introduction to KU Student Housing and to the campus I could have asked for. I moved in in August 2011 and I remained in Student Housing until I graduated in May of 2015. I became involved in Hall Government because the president of Association of University Residence Halls lived down the hall from me. I became best friends with my potluck roommate. The AURH and NRHH office on the main floor of the building became a second home for me and my friends, and many wonderful, innovative and progressive ideas came from meetings and events in that office. MACURH 2014 meetings, parties, and work days were held in this office, and that's where a bunch of friends became a family. I graduated in May of 2015 with a degree in Applied Behaviorial Sciences, and I am returning to KU to receive an MSE in Higher Education Administration. Neither of these accomplishments would be possible without my time with the residents, leaders and staff of McCollum.
Stephanie Filardo, 2009
As an RA in McCollum, celebrating Thanksgiving with students who could not make it home for the holidays was something very important to me. Sharing a Thanksgiving meal and memories with others--we refer to it fondly as "Misfit Thanksgiving"--is a tradition I have carried on each year since leaving the hall. Also, I didn't realize how good of shape I was in until 2 a.m. fire drills and running up 10 flights of stairs to clear rooms. I wonder if I still have what it takes... Don't take your youth for granted kids!
2008 BS Math Education, 2014 MS Special Education
2002-2003, 2007-2008 8th floor resident
2008-2009 10th floor RA (Top Bun)
Bulletin Board Addict
I lived in McCollum my very first year and worked my way up the RA ranks for the next three years. In year four, I met the man I later married. We have been married for 13 years and have three kids. All three kids know the KU alma mater and call it "the golden valley song." My future husband and I were on staff together there. In fact, the very first time we met he was moving in at 7 a.m. and I had just been woken up by a fire alarm. Our boss tried to introduce us, but I was too focused on checking that the building was emptied. My husband says he remembers thinking, "That's a girl I could date!" We are still a two-person student affairs family. Rock Chalk!
Robert Shapiro, 1985
I lived for two years on the 10th floor. In 1985-1987 the 10th was dedicated to graduate students. It is where I met my first wife and in hot pursuit ran up the 10 flights of stairs to impress her. The cafeteria at that time was in the basement (a dark and dreary place to match what was on the food line). I loved my time at McCollum, even on the cold days, walking out the door and starting the trek down the hill to classes. I visited McCollum just a couple of years ago and took my last look from the 10th floor. I'm sorry to see it go.
Stephanie (Smith) Porto, 1972
I lived in McCollum from 1972 to 1975 and worked as an RA from 1973 to 1975. During that time, I met some of the grandest people ever, including my husband, Dave (also an RA). In 1972, as a transfer from Wichita State, I was assigned to 9E. The floor was made up of primarily transfers and grad students. Pretty soon it went by the name of the 9E Zoo, likely due to the illegal pets on the floor - canary, fish, two dogs and one cat. There was a sign that we posted over the threshold to the floor, "9E Zoo, Turn back before it is too late." An architecture student, Amelia, made sketches of zoo animals that represented each resident. I was the zoo keeper. It was a great crew. We would sit for hours in the hallways talking, sometimes sipping bad wine (Boones Farm - Strawberry), and having "appetizers" (nachos with jalapeno peppers and cheese) before watching the sunsets over Lawrence. That year was filled with tough times and great times. Donna Benz had a poster board that she kept on her door. Daily someone from the hall would post something either good or bad -- good grades, boyfriend news, stories from home, life. We lived an intense year together.
One of the attached pictures includes a shot of the Hall crew from the party at the end of Spring 1975. Included are the following staff members: Frank Bell, Abdul Fatah, Juanita Wherle-Einhorn, Dave Porto, Deb Bowman, Jan Stokes, Karen Daviou, Saeed Parnezar, Henry Green, Robert Wherle-Einhorn, and me, Stephanie (Smith) Porto.
Steve Houle, 1975
I lived in McCollum Hall for three years and worked in the cafeteria. During my stay there, I was exposed to the many facets of university life as well as many different types of students. Having these experiences enriched my life in many ways. Not only did I attain a degree, but I was able to adapt to different people and lifestyles as I grew older, because of my experiences at McCollum. To this day, I still remain in contact with people I met at McCollum.
Larry Rapagnani, 1965
Moved in the first year it was opened and I was a senior in the engineering school. I was an RA during the year. The first memory I had was that McCollum was built such that the front of the dorm faced a female dorm. I remember too many occasions where I had to counsel "younger" men on using binoculars at night looking at the adjacent dorm.
Chris Saricks, 1966
On June 8, 1966 (the day of the Topeka tornado), I moved into McCollum to become part of the Summer Honors Program that was housed in that facility (then a gender-segregated dorm) for classes in advance of freshman year. It became quite a summer -- crazy, troubling, exhilarating. The Charles Whitman and Richard Speck mass murders took place while we were there, and John Sebastian and the Lovin' Spoonfuls "Hot Town Summer in the City" was #1 on top-40 radio. The gang on my sixth-floor wing included many folks from both Kansas and out-of-state communities, among whom was the late Ralph Chatham from Chagrin Falls, OH, who later became a distinguished submarine commander in the U.S. Navy and the dedicatee of Tom Clancy's first best-seller, "The Hunt for Red October." We organized a pretty bad softball team for KU intramurals, Harry's Horrors, for which I prepared the uniforms. The high-level view of squall-line storms approaching from the southwest was nonpareil. A different time, with different drivers -- the Cold War was still front and center. I will never forget McCollum as central to my introduction to campus life.
You remember certain moments and places in your life. McCollum Hall was definitely one of those places. Although I only lived there one year, it was a year I'll never forget. My roommate wound up being one of the best friends I ever had. Some of the guys that lived on our wing were I am still great friends with. (The people and parties were great.)
Carmen C., 1991
Traci was my RA. We had t-shirts made for our floor created by John Knepper (he may be known as Thor now). I remember all of us watching bracket basketball in the common area. I had the time of my life. Kristine Schnebly where are you?
Sara Gillispie Miller, 2000
I remember hanging out with everyone on the second floor. We had dance parties, ordered pizzas late, and just hung out together. A bunch of us even drove to Dallas for Spring Break in 2001.
"Big B" Byron Myrick, 1987
I lived in room 747. We called it "The Jet House Suite " and sweet it was. If such an award existed it would have won dorm room of the year--every year. I loved living there and working in the kitchen downstairs.
Kirklin & Amber Bateman, 1986
I moved in to McCollum as a freshman in August 1986, and met a cute ARMY ROTC cadet, and dorm security guard, who happened to live on the 6th floor, as did I. I got my 'MRS' from KU in May 1988, when I married the above mentioned cadet, who graduated the next day with a BA in History. Just after our 25th wedding anniversary and that cadet's retirement after a quarter of a century of military service, our youngest (of two children), moved in to Ellsworth his freshman year, and thought it was somewhat surreal that his parents met at the hall "next door." Now, Kieran has just completed his sophomore year at KU, and is in Navy ROTC (Marine option), and loves being a Jayhawk. Rock Chalk!
Traci Moore, 1988
Third floor was my home my first year, and I met so many amazing people who are still my friends. I worked as a Desk Assistant, Security and, my favorite, an RA for two years! I called 6th floor home at that point, and then third floor finally. So many important moments, important people and inspirational relationships were brought through my life at McCollum. I can never name everyone, but my residence hall director, Leanna Lamb, was very special in my work tenure.
Amy Kay (Harris), 2005
My freshman year was one of the best years of my life. I made amazing memories with such fun people. McCollum will always be a part my of heart!