Our shiny blue and gold bus was brought around to the parking lot off the gym exit door. Students were starting to gather with their luggage when I walked up. It was a mixture of students as the interscholastic meet encompassed a wide variety of disciplines and activities. I was the odd member, hitching a ride. After the luggage was stored everyone filed onboard. I sought a seat next one of my friends, Chuck Klunder. It was going to be a long ride and I wanted someone to talk to about what I was planning to do. I hadn’t told my school mates about the offer to go to EWCE with a scholarship. I wanted it to be finalized before the word spread. I knew when I left the bus in Missoula and boarded the train there would be questions raised.
Sutton Hall was the dorm where the athletes stayed. I checked in at the down stairs office where the dorm manager had been alerted that I wanted a room for a couple days. He found a room for me on the second floor.