I’m a sentimental guy, but really. I received the following email today from the BYU alumni association:
A Memory of Deseret Towers
As a service of the BYU Alumni Association, we are offering a piece of your BYU
history. Our records indicate you are a former resident of Deseret Towers. As
you may know, several of the towers have been torn down, and we have salvaged a
limited number of the buildings’ bricks.
If you are interested in obtaining one of them-at no charge-you may get one by
coming to the reception desk at the Knight Mangum Building, the temporary home
of the Alumni Association.
Regardless of whether you come by for a brick, we hope you have fond memories of
your stay at Deseret Towers.
I do have fond memories of the cinder block cell where I spent my freshman year (Q-Hall 1992-93) playing spades, listening to the Beastie Boys, and eating Five-Buck pizza, but DT is not exactly the Berlin Wall. If someone really wanted to commemorate the towers, they’d drop one last sofa off the rooftop and pour out a bowl of Cap’n Crunch.