I was one of those kids who couldn’t wait to go to college. Forget homesickness or missing high school friends – I was ready to pack my bags the day...

I entered San Diego State University in 1979 with a dream of becoming the next Woodward or Bernstein. Watergate and the fall of Saigon were still fresh...

Around 1983 the first of a group of Latino students that later became known as La Plebe arrived on the SDSU campus. They came from different parts...

Inspired by Nancy Drew, Daria, and A League of Their Own, I grew up bouncing to the beat of my own feminist drum. I aspired to make a difference. With...

On Thursday, Dec. 5, La Plebe, a group of former San Diego State Latino engineering students, reunited to celebrate its 30th anniversary with a commemorative...

I lived my SDSU life and experience in reverse. I should have been more involved! Growing up in Dana Point, CA allowed me to become a waterman at a...

I am probably the only person at that time to have actually worked on The Daily Aztec all four of my undergraduate years (1965-69).  The rules did not...

I vividly remember the period of the Kennedy presidency and especially the assassination. I graduated from high school and began college in 1960 and...

I have been blessed over the years to have had a great career and a wonderful group of friends, the basis for both of these established during my days...

En route to a grocery store on a Saturday morning, I dropped by the yellow single-story home shared by some fraternity brothers. Barely six steps inside,...

I came to San Diego State University by way of Los Angeles in the summer of 1977, but I really didn’t feel I was a part of the campus until I joined...

SDSU Homecoming is a special time of the year for Aztecs, both young and old. It’s not quite like high school when the goal was to score a date for the...