Omega Mu Voice
Andrew T. Soloby,
Bill Soloby, 1971
"I roomed with John Rhodes, in his trailer, for one semester in 1969. One day he told me not to use the toilet the next day because he had to do some work on it. That night I spent, I spent several hours at Pat's and then went back to the trailer.
Omega Mu Brother
John J. Rhodes, Jr.
I got up rather late the next day to the infusion of beer from the outing at Pat's, and I went straight to the toilet, completely forgetting what John had told the previous day. While sitting on the toilet, I heard John yell loudly, and he started to get up. I put on my pants and shoes; I had a t-shirt on. This was February, but I had no time to get a jacket; I just got out of there because I could see the pissed-off flaring of John's eyes on me, intent. he chased me, the great karate master, for a half a mile, but he never got me.
To this day I thank the Lord that the did not catch me. No way I am fighting John Rhodes. I had seen him in action a couple of times. Once, in an Old Town bar, he wiped out three huge dudes, fools that they were. Don't get me wrong, I helped a little. I did not go back to the trailer for a day; thankfully, he accepted my apology. We were always good friends."
"We were always good friends."
“What if the space be long and wide,
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