The 3rd periodic 340 Club Reunion has been postponed indefinitely

Before there was an Animal House there was a 340 Club; before there was a Dean Wormer there was a Harold "the fuck" Martin; before there was John Blutarsky or a Daniel Simpson Day there was Tim Lutter, Sil Simpson, Dan Joyce, Tim Getzloff, Dick Lichty, Jim Shay, Phil Zangari, Chris Joyce, Dave Petkosh, Mitch Herr, Kenny Giltner, Dean Staherski, Randy Brown, John Emswiler, Sue Krimmell Emswiler and myself; before there were any Delta Tau Chi pledge pins, there were 340 Club cards; before Otis Day & the Knights, the 340 Jukebox; before there were Delta Brothers there were the usual gang of idiots that congregated at 328, 340 (twice) and 338 West King Street in Lancaster, Pennsylvania for a decade beginning in August 1974. This blog is dedicated to those idiots and those times. God bless Kenny, Mitch and Chris; may they rest in peace.

















virtual 340 Club members

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

(If it is Wednesday it must be time for) From the Poet Laureate

Thoughts and feelings racing through the mind,
Gradually they merge and either cause a revelation,
Or an explosion.
Musical lyrics open new channels of thought,
With convincing melodies to carry the messages,
Voices in the sky.
They are an expression that creates a look into an open ended channel that has countless programs.
After the music always comes silence; but to understand the silence more than the music means you are in a new channel, which has no programs but is endless.

Christopher E. Joyce
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