Our brothers careers have been productive, constructive, spirited, and prosaic. They displayed impressive skills, talents, and abilities They were, and we continue to be, a beautiful and lively expression of our enduring fraternal beliefs, and that underlying harmony is far-reaching in expectation for all brothers’, undergraduate and graduate. It is the core of what our fraternal founders asserted in 1848 and 1874 and 1899: to live active, commendable, and responsible lives, and to build up community. Clearly and compellingly, they added, and continue to add, positive value at the local, state, national, global, and fraternal level because they engaged life fully and responsibly. In short, they were authoritative pillars throughout life. They were-are exemplary in their citizenship, character, and their sense of dutiful responsibility, and, in many instances, they were leading voices in their career fields. They prove that success of any kind does not occur by luck or accident, and we remember them because they continue to provide that message for our time. Their spirit permeates our brotherhood, and it always will. We have long been, from one generation to the next, proud to be Omega Mu Fijis. We continue to cherish our fraternal friendships, our shared memories, and our evolving, forward-focused history at the University of Maine. These things, above and beyond everything else, are the underlying rooted connections that make us proud to be Omega Mu Fijis. Why, after all, should we believe otherwise? We have always exhibited a can-do fraternal spirit since 1874. And, to be sure, all present and future generations of Omega Mu Fijis will continue to do the same, with fraternal enthusiasm and commitment. As a brotherhood, we always see the path behind us and the way forward with equal clarity, and our future remains bright at 79 College Avenue because we fearlessly move forward, always guided by sound fraternal principles. Perge. Omega Mu Portrait |
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When I got to Orono in August of '66, I was looking forward to playing football. The first several days of practice gave me several first impressions, of my future Fiji brethren, and of myself. I should take a second to note that the squad picture of the Freshman Football team included in Dewey's musings was missing Mike O'Leary.
That was a pretty good bunch of future Zobes. O'Leary went on to start at defensive end for a couple of varsity years before breaking his leg. John Kimball was about 180 pounds of gristle and spit at linebacker, who somehow or other managed to get to the ball carrier every time while looking like he was never in a hurry, and tough.
Flaherty
Perge!
Omega Mu, 1971
I wanted to add a few words on my dear long departed friends, Rick ‘Dusty’ and John Rhodes and a couple of other points, which will be rather long & convoluted so I beg your Indulgence.
After my senior year, I was being recruited by U-Maine and went up to Orono for a visit. Dewey was my guide and introduced me to Tony Flaherty, Mike O’Leary and Paul Pooler. These guys inspired me to want to join Phi Gam when I came back in the fall.
Now to the Rhodes boys: I met Dusty the first practice of freshmen football. He was a gregarious guy and we hit it off. After that practice, we walked out of the locker room, it was early evening, we stood there and chatted. We said now what? We looked at each other and said, “Pats”.
As a result, Dusty and I roomed together during preseason and road games as John frothed at the mouth to play. John and I became fast friends as he did with everyone he met.
Dusty left school after our sophomore year, so John and I roomed together during preseason football and road games for two years. We had a blast together. Coaches stopped checking us for curfew during preseason - they knew we were not in the room.
As Tony indicated, the first day of preseason everyone had to meet physical requirements, including the dreaded 6 min mile. JR smoked more than I but he was incredible. He did the mile in record time. Unfortunately, I had to show for the 5:30 AM runs until completed.
John became a starter at linebacker where he was a key player for the two years he played. He barely weighed 185 lbs, but he was tough as nails. After school, John went to law school and later became mayor of Westfield, MA.
Sadly, Dusty died in 1984 and preceded his beloved big brother as John died a few years ago due to exposure to Agent Orange while in Vietnam. John touched a lot of people and was loved by all. He was was an incredible guy.
Perge!
Omega Mu, 1972
At John Rhodes memorial services the stories did not stop. He was remembered as an accomplished practical joker, which was guaranteed to keep the entire town in stitches. When I went through the tollbooth, I asked the toll taker how to get to the cemetery. She asked whose service I was attending. When I said John Rhodes, she talked about John for five minutes; not giving a hoot that there was a long line of cars piled up behind mine. John, from his teaching, mayoral and DA days was a much-loved legend in Westfield. She was furious at the current mayor that he had not ordered the flags in Westfield to be flown at half-mast in honor of John. John emailed Tom Richardson and I many times in the final years of his life. He never talked about his illness, which, according to the people I met at the funeral, was devastating. In his last e-mail to me, he spoke about how he, Tom and I should plan a cross-country drive to California as a sort of last hurrah adventure.
That parts us from our brother’s side
A soul-joined chain unites our band,
And memory links us hand in hand.”
(Phi Gamma Delta fraternity song)
Chip Chapman, ’82
Perge!
Our collective fraternal beauty and grandeur really shined in winter in the man vs. nature collective work in pooling our fraternal strengths and talent in becoming great snow sculpture artists in changing snow into snow sculptures on the front lawn of our Castle during Winter Carnival. It was a wonderful fraternal ritual; the stuff of our fraternal life for many decades. With Omega Mu pride and joy, accomplishing things together for the good. And, in fact, in subject, form, and scale we were really good snow sculpture artists. Some of them were monumental in size and structure, some showed artistic refinement, some were simple in structure and composition, some were classical, some were mythological, and one two were whimsical, and one was risqué. They are all artistically expressive, with several of them being unforgettable in our history. Yet hey all show our instinctual Omega Mu spirit: heartfelt, sincere, and fun. Or, rather, always Omega Mu determined and perseverant. You can be assured that our collaborative fraternal efforts captured the public-eye and brought them a great deal of enjoyment. It was a wonderful way to celebrate fraternal life, and that is as durable in our memory as all of our other accomplishments: athletic, academic, intramural, social, and civic; one great fraternity since 1874, the original, creative fraternal brotherhood at the University of Maine.
We have always been about the common good, real and genuine in all matters. And that, not surprisingly, is our Omega Mu way, and we keep moving forward with steady courage, mutual respect, and generational determination through all things, believing that our historic Phi Gamma Delta principles will continue to shape many new generations of Omega Mu men, and that is our proud fraternal history since our Q. T. V. days. We remain unstoppable in our historic unity and our fierce fraternal instinct to remain determined and perseverant in all matters, whether they be snowy or otherwise. So, here is photographic collection of a few of our snow sculptures that testify to the good-hearted delight and determined grace of our historic Omega Mu brotherhood, a coherent and beautiful geometry of our brotherly nature and winter’s nature at 79 College Avenue. Fraternal artistry with snow; it is good to be Omega Mu Fijis.
Perge!
1935 snow sculpture
1936 snow sculpture
1939 snow sculpture
1940 snow sculpture
1941 snow sculpture
1950 snow sculpture
1962 snow sculpture
1963 snow sculpture
1965 snow sculpture
1970-1971 snow sculpture
Chris Eatons’ car after a blizzard
1982 snow sculpture
1983 snow sculpture
1988 sculpture in process
That parts us from our brother’s side
A soul-joined chain unites our band,
And memory links us hand in hand.”
(Phi Gamma Delta song)
Chip Chapman, ’82
Perge
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