I want to send a special thank you to Creighton University, my alma mater, for arranging the placement of my terrible neighbors, Mark and Jennifer Creighton in December of 2000. As a Jesuit institution with high morals, the sinister nature of your mental torture is extraordinary considering I attended your institution. Arranging the placement of an unruly barking dalmatian to "drill" home your displeasure with me was very disturbing. Is that in reference to the fire escape door that Gallagher tenants would attempt to disable in an effort to sneak beer and alcohol in for consumption on a "dry" dorm? The Jesuits and Creighton family members have too much time on their hands. If they would have performed a basic building inspection, they would have seen that Gallagher Hall was a dump and should have been demolished decades ago.
I was no "ringleader" and certainly drank far less than many of the current doctors, lawyers, pharmacists, nurses and business leaders that escaped the wrath of Dean Thomas Schnicter and the lack of oversite by Resident Advisor Steve Moore of Gretna. I think he drank "moore"(sic) than all of us combined; pun intended.
I never squealed on any of the dozens of Gallagher Hall cowards who let me take most of the punishment for a night of drinking, penny locking, toilet papering and water in the elevator stunt. I guess we all know a lot more about how Creighton students, alumni and administrators really behave now.
By the way, if you want to set a better example and seek forgiveness for your wretched acts, start by having your priests refrain from drinking with underage students in Council Bluffs bars and at off-campus fraternity parties. Oops. As I expected, with Jesuit Catholics, it's rules for thee but not for me.
P.S. I would like to now inform you 40 years later that the marijuana smoke that filtered out of our shared room was courtesy of Stephen Kreizenbeck, who shipped the marijuana from his friends in Sacrament and sold or shared it with many people in Gallagher Hall. I never smoked it and was always out of the room when he did. Is it possible that Steve Moore, the RA who lived across the hall had gone "nose blind" for the year? Mmmmm. Steve Kreizenbeck was punished so severely that he retained possession of the end room while I was kicked off campus. Other participants in the pranks and partying have gone on to become architects, lawyers, military officers, college admissions advisors, doctors and even Illinois lottery lawyers. If you're going to punch me, you better punch harder than you've been doing.
Sticking me in the worst dorm with people who do drugs, men who admitted to violating farm animals and drunks from Chicago who sucker punch said farm animal violators during orientation week while drinking underage at the Blue Jay bar will only get you so far. Nice to see that these "model Creighton graduates" have gone on unscathed by the scandal that has become Creighton University's mission to discredit me.
If you want to know more about Creighton's past before I arrived and tried to get an education, just Google the name and word;
Kevin Ross Creighton University. Maybe Creighton didn't like people like me knowing about that too?
Photo credits of Geoff Spades, Ringleader #3 from Gallagher Hall.
Geoff never took responsibility and was punished by Dean Thomas Schnicter with a mandatory move from dumpy Gallagher Hall to swanky Swanson Hall. It was there that Geoff learned and shared the secrets of other men participating in Showtime. I wasn't there but I'm sure Geoff is still proud of that activity.
Ringleader #2 is Todd Tobin. Todd was a legacy student and moved on after a year. Everyone remembers Todd inhaling his food in 90 seconds and his fascination with the dorm bathrooms for one reason or another. All the guys on the floor egged him on and then threw him under the bus too. Todd's fate followed Geoff's with a move from dumpy Gallagher Hall to Serene Swanson. Todd attempted to disrupt and embarrass beyond Creighton with his famous John Wayne Bobbit C.ck Lock T-shirt idea. Next time, please mail them to your high school friends; not my parents' home. In true Tobin form, Todd was big and strong. That's what made him a candidate for lifting cheerleaders for Creighton men's basketball. Let's just say he knew the players and knew what they liked. I'll leave it there. As for me, Todd once told me I have a Napolean complex? Well, I'm not 6'3" and 250 pounds and I know better than to take the first swing when confronted. Secondly, I don't hit police officers. I'll leave it there. These were words from a former friend who had zero margin for judging me or things I have done. "Did you do it?" Yes Todd, I finally spoke up after 40 years. Can you hear me now?
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