Second chance from Velma Jane

That woman despised me for returning my date to the girls’ dormitory after curfew. She even went so far as to write me a sarcastic note stating I was no longer allowed to enter the dormitory, and if a co-ed living in Quigley Hall would stoop so low as to go out with me, I would have to send another man to fetch her, someone whose conduct was “more becoming of a gentleman of the University of Mississippi.”

Her name was Velma Jane Battenbaum. We called her V.J. Battle-axe. She never moved from her station at the reception desk, and whenever we stood before her to sign out a girl, she di...