The Kenrick Memory Project is a collaborative public history endeavor to collect the experiences, moments and memories of the Christian Brothers University community over the last 75 years of its existence at the East Parkway campus.
These memories have been submitted by faculty, staff and alumni who each hold special recollections of their time at CBU, and more importantly, of Kenrick Hall. The 75 year-old building is slated to be demolished in June 2015 to make way for the new Rosa Deal School of the Arts building to be completed in late 2016. This site serves as a digital space to feature those memories by creating a multimedia experience for all members of the CBU community through imagery, text, and visual content that reflects the rich association with a great institutional monument. It is only through remembering where we have been that we can know where we will go, and this site aims to accomplish that. Kenrick Hall has helped shape the lives of tens of thousands of individuals throughout its 75-year history, and has been the cornerstone of the Lasallian education that Christian Brothers University aims to instill in its students. To submit your memories, CLICK HERE
This project is a joint venture of the CBU Office of Advancement, CBU Honors Program, The Rosa Deal School of Arts, Plough Library, and CBU Alumni.
Special thanks to Amber Campbell (History, Class of 2017) for her thorough research and interviews, and to Caroline Mitchell Carrico (History, Class of 2010), for directing the Kenrick Memory Project.
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"Rehearsing in the basement of Kenrick Hall as part of the short-lived jazz band in the mid-80's. I played trombone and electric bass, depending on the song."
"In about 1968 the “Rock” used to be on the lawn area outside Kenrick facing Maurellian. Kenrick was not air conditioned and I took a Business Law class w/a fellow I don’t remember (he was an adjunct I believe) who was a stickler for attendance…but that was all. He would take roll, turn and face the blackboard, writing and talking on the material. When he did that…guys would be jumping out the window (using the Rock as a stepping stone) and skipping his class. The instructor really never turned around but once/twice for the rest of the class and it would be virtually empty."
"For 26 years (1987-2012), I carefully reserved and scheduled every available room in Kenrick Hall for the required Freshman Orientation classes, held each Tuesday until fall break from 1:00-1:50 p.m. The classes were conducted by a specially selected and exceptional group of upperclassmen, the Peer Counselors (PCs). The PCs took great pride in having their own classroom and in being the teacher/leader of their small group of freshmen. It was always exciting for me to walk down the halls during the classes each Tuesday and see “Students Helping Students” in such a caring, competent, helpful, and professional manner. As their director and “cheer-leader,” I could not have been prouder of them!!!!"
“I taught English courses in that building for years. And I have had some great conversations with the Kenrick ghosts!”
"I had my first class as a Freshman at CBU in Kenrick Hall. It was one minute long at 8 o'clock in the morning. I woke up, got ready, walked from Rozier to Kenrick, walked in and was handed a syllabus by an adjunct faculty English teacher, who told us, "There's the syllabus; see you Wednesday." It was an interesting first day of college. I thought: this is going to be AWESOME!"
"When I first came to CBU as faculty in 1973, my classroom was the end room on the east side of the third floor, very close to the railroad track. The building was not air conditioned, so the big tall windows had to be raised often in September, October, April and May. I loved the fresh air and the sunshine, but when a train came by we just had to take a little break from lectures and class presentations. Another distraction was the riding lawn mower just below the windows, but that was more easily remedied. I would just lean out the window, wave and holler, "Class in session." The offender on the mower would wave back and smile and move on to another area. That big old room was often filled with about twenty three young men, at least twenty of whom were "baby Brothers," as the young novices were called then. We always began our classes with prayer and "St.John Baptist DeLasalle, pray for us. Live Jesus in our hearts...forever.'"
"My fondest memory of Kenrick Hall was learning from the cool upperclassmen that you could steal a butter knife from the cafeteria and use it to break into a classroom in Kenrick so you could study late at night after the library had closed. It was better than studying in the library because you could have conversations with your friends about WHATEVER you were studying. You could write on the board and work problems together, but mostly just being together instead of being stressed out alone preparing for a big test was nice. We spent many hours after hours in those classrooms.
I loved how the floors creaked when you were leaving after taking a test though you were trying to be quiet. I loved how the classrooms felt old and warm. I loved how the rooms made me feel like 'this is what college should feel like.' I loved how the Brothers seemed like they belonged in those rooms."
"I had my final Kenrick class in this room, Room 110 (at the far end of the hallway on the left side). That class was PSYC219, Personality, with Dr. Tracie Burke. At the beginning of the semester, Dr. Burke had us introduce ourselves to the class, and we had to mention something special about ourselves. I mentioned that I had won 4 bowling trophies in the youth city tournament when I was 6 years old. She asked me to bring one of the trophies in as proof. The next day, I did, and she held the trophy "hostage" for the rest of the class and faked like she was going to keep it! She gave it back at the end of class, though. We all had a good laugh over that!"
"Having taught at CBU since 1997 and directed the CBU Honors Program since 2000, I have countless memories of Kenrick Hall. Some of my favorite teaching memories include students' classical conditioning demonstrations, during which I stood in for Pavlov's dog. Of course the students used these opportunities to subject me to all sorts of horrors. One particularly memorable demonstration saw them pelt me with paper wads and marshmallows after playing a snippet of Pat Benatar's "Hit Me With Your Best Shot." Being a pretty smart dog, after about three rounds, I flung myself to the ground to avoid being hit. My conditioning had been successful."