I graduated in Chemical Engineering in 1972.  During one of the spring semesters, my ChE class was struggling with a major (maybe final) Exam in a ground floor classroom in the Chemical Engineering Building, between the sugar mill and the south end of Tiger Stadium.  It was not hot outside, so the classroom windows were open.  As we toiled away at the grueling exam, a student walked past the open windows of the room on the sidewalk outside, and he was whistling a happy tune.  Without looking up from his exam, one of my classmates said to himself, but loud enough for everyone to hear, “He must be a Business major . . .” It broke up everyone in the class, including the professor, and definitely took some of the tension away from the exam!

–Mike Feig