All Matheson Memories
BUS 101 and 102 comes into mind, along with that silly widget marketing game. Some how we managed to come out ahead of everyone in the class. Those were the days.. now a new building in its place. Glad to see Drexel rising from the humble local school that it was then.
Special memories - study sessions and snacks in the Basement, basically all my classes in the early 70's in Matheson. Back again in the 80's for my MBA. Great times and great learning. Now that I am faculty myself really appreciate the great education I got within the walls of Matheson.
My Matheson memories include hot rooms with windows that wouldn't open, exams on the 1st floor, and countless classes with many friends.
I remember having a class on the third floor. A clock stuck out of just below the ceiling in the middle of the hallway. There was a clock on both sides so that it can be seen from either side of the hallway. Anyway, I remember that the clock was wrong on both sides differently. Being a Business major, I spent alot of time in Matheson and I can't remember at any time the clocks either matched or were correct. I just thought that it was funny that a technologically advanced school, like Drexel, would have dysfunctional clocks. I really enjoyed my time there.
I remember how Matheson Building was the hardest building to check out the nice bikes at but often yielded the greatest finds and usually had the nicest selection of bicycles to admire. But each one would have choice placement in regards to where it had been locked. Either nestled under a small awning, obscured by a tree that it sat behind, or buried within the other commuting bikes on a rack, each nice bicycle on campus would eventually find a hidden spot around Matheson Building's many places with which to lock. And that hunt and rewarding feeling of seeing an awesome new bike on campus will be greatly missed.
Thanks for always being open and warm after my accounting night classes in the winter. Your bad lighting and strange acoustics made taking POM (back in the day it was called POM, now OPM) in Room 109 an oh-so memorable "snoozing" experience, especially the humming sound right under the projector machine, Will miss you dearly. Love, Zummy
I used to go to the Friday Night movies in the auditorium at reduced prices on movies i didnt get to see earlier because I was studying at the time and broke.
My wife and I met in Matheson Hall in the fall of 1984. We were both taking COO2 (one of the statistics courses in the MBA program) and we both arrived late on the second night of class. The professor had switched the classroom and there was no note on the door indicating where it was moved to. We wandered around the halls together trying to find the new classroom. When we finally found it, lo and behold there were only two seats left which just happened to be next to each other. The rest, they say, is history!
I had only about three classes in Matheson. Not that I am complaining...It is a little older than Pearlstein. However, inspite of minor technological glitches, I still loved the old feel and the ancient bathrooms of Matheson. But of the three classes I had in Matheson, the most memorable is POM 601 in my final year. My professor excitedly talked about how the technological issues we usually have in Matheson would be finally gone once this new building comes up. So, it really makes me wonder how the faculty feel about this age old memory coming down to dust...
"Debits on the windows. Credits on the Blackboard." Next semester in the opposite room: "Debits on the blackboard. Credits on the window. " Hey, we're confused!
While making a presentation of a business plan on an idea i had been thinking about I saw their faces. They understood my concept and were convinced it was feasible. I thought if I can impress and convince this bright and talented group, I have something more to offer than what my current employer sees. This gave me the confidence to go out on my own. I am now the owner of Right at Home with two offices and growing.
My friend, Maria, and I would sit outside Matheson 109 on a bench around lunchtime--the best place to peoplewatch and connect with friends. Another student, who we casually knew, would be heading to his 1 p.m. class in Matheson 109, and we'd say 'hi' and flirt. We've been married since 2006. That memory is one I'll carry longer than running to another floor to use the restroom or walking out of statistics wondering what just happened.
Going into Matheson every day as an undergrad student gave me such pride in knowing that I was accomplishing something that no one in my family has ever done. Matheson is where I discovered my potential as a student as a professional. I am forever grateful to Matheson Hall and may its history live on in all of us. All hail Matheson Hall!
At that time, Drexel was not a university. It was the Drexel Institute of Technology. I attended the Evening Division receiving my MBA degree in 1968. As I recall, all my classes were in Matheson Hall. Getting a degree at night was far different from the daytime or co-op programs. It was all-work and no play. We had no time for extra-curricular activities or social get-togehers. By the time I graduated, I had four children under the age of seven. It was a period of my life filled with work, school and babies, and one I will never forget!
In my freshman year, '76-'77, I had an Intro to Markeing seminar/lecture in the auditorium/hall on the first level in Matheson. Rolph Anderson asked the question, "Why do you buy a car?" With many responses , but no correct answer. The concept behind the answer has led to a thousand conversations ever since. (Do you know the answer?").