In the summer of 1953, I was part of a group of new freshmen hired to re-upholster the seats in the "Little Theater", as it was then called. The four of us divided the labor into precise areas, one of which was the cutting of individual pieces of Naugahide for the chairs. None of us were the brightest bulbs on the marquee, but the fellow doing the cutting cut them a bit too small and wasted quite a bit of material. When confronted by the administrator in charge of the the project, he sternly advised us that a number of "Naugas" would have to be hunted, killed, and skinned because of our carelessness. We bought his story, hook, line, and sinker,

I was also an art major when Orville Hanchey was the chairman of the department. He was a wonderful man and a fine painter, himself. Those early days at Northwestern State (then "college") were the happiest time for me. I got to know every nook and cranny under and over the Fine Arts Building. The large concert hall in front of the building was one of the finest and most professional venues for all manner of performances, from symphony orchestras to grand opera. Please publish more photos of the newly spruced-up building.