Memories of Powell
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the early part of 1942, my boyfriend, who had graduated in 1940
from UCLA, was on active duty. I remember walking into the main
reading room after coming back from a weekend that we had spent
together and sitting at one of those big tables with assorted classmates
and dear friends. I whispered to them all, "I'm gonna get married!
I'm gonna get married! June 14 is the date!" I've been in the library
many times since, but that's my fondest memory. --
Margaret Bernstein '42
remember being a little girl and walking all over campus with my
grandfather. He told me the history of UCLA and all the buildings.
He gave me a special love for the architecture of Powell and the
other original buildings. Now when I come back and look around,
it brings back a lot of special memories. It reminds me of my own
years at UCLA and of my grandfather, Franklin Murphy. --
Erin Crockwell '93
of us has our own special memories of Powell and many of mine are
associated with the years I worked in the library as administrative
assistant to the College Librarian. My responsibilities were broad
and required me to perform more than a few rather unusual tasks.
were, for example, the free concerts presented by the Music Department
one Saturday night each quarter. The library Rotunda's unparalleled
acoustics made it a natural setting for those performances, but
was I really the best person to prepare the hall? I was always afraid
that something would go wrong -- and one night, something did.
featured performers that fateful January evening were the popular
UCLA Madrigal Singers who, under the direction of senior lecturer
(now emeritus) Donn Weiss, were to give their annual "Twelfth Night"
concert. I did my usual bustling, ensuring that chairs for the audience
were in perfect rows and that the student ushers were instructed
in the proper drill. The photographer was set up at his vantage
spot atop a stepladder and a synthesizer, the singers' only accompaniment,
was put into place.