Stolen coat spoils Senior Bar fun
Letter to the Editor
Michelle Krupa's Inside Column on Jan. 31 got me thinking about the one person who can ruin an otherwise fun night. For the past two and a half years, I've had nothing but positive thing to say about my experience under the Dome. I've continually bragged to my friends back home about how beautiful the campus is, how great the people are and the comfort level that I feel while at school. It's the spirit that surrounds this campus that no other campus in the world can reproduce or match. Although I still feel strongly about all these things, an incident that occurred last week slightly reduced the level at which I hold this things to be true.
Last Wednesday, for the first time, I could partake in the Notre Dame tradition of spending Wednesday night at Senior Bar. Having just celebrated my 21st birthday, it was a great night of celebration with friends that lasted until the DJ said, "Senior Bar is now closed. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here."
Reluctantly, my friends and I headed to the coat room, where throughout the night hundreds of coats had been hung or dropped on the floor for safe keeping. The unfortunate thing was that my coat was no longer in the room. Someone was either trying to be funny or too drunk to remember had stolen my silver and black Columbia coat that I had just received as a Christmas gift from my parents.
I was in shock. Not as much from the fact that my coat was missing, but the fact that it was more than likely a Notre Dame/Saint Mary's student that took it. I reported what had happened to the police officer on duty and he informed me that a couple of coats usually disappear on a busy night at Senior Bar.
It is still hard for me to imagine that someone on this campus needs a coat so badly that they had to steal one. It's hard for me to even believe that a fellow classmate would do such a thing. Maybe I'm naive in thinking this way, but I've always thought of and considered our campus a safe place where students could be trusted. Heck, most people don't even locked their doors when they go to class. I just keep hoping that there is an explanation for what happened.
Maybe my coat looked like one you have or you got confused after a long night, but I just hope that this is an exception and not a common practice. Don't get me wrong, I'll still brag to my friends back home, but I just might keep my coat with me next time.
Nick Rosato
Junior
Siegfried Hall
February 1, 2000
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