Former students from cow college proud to be Aggies

By Lynn Moncus:QCS columnist

Many of us from Quay are proud graduates of New Mexico College of Agriculture and Mechanic Arts and were rather disturbed when that august name was changed to New Mexico State University. Nonetheless, we all remained Aggies and were even pleased to collect degrees from the same “Cow College” under a new name.
Now the powers-that-be are planning to change the name of Aggies to something less countrified and to do away with the mascot Pistol Pete.
Although the Pistol Pete symbol was on our campus stationery for many years, it became unpopular among the more snobbish members of the community and was replaced with a collection of triangles. The mascot was a late comer to the scene and didn’t add a whole lot except size to the athletic events.
Some of us won’t be very upset to see Pistol Pete remain in a trunk, but we really aren’t interested in being known by other than Aggies in the future.
Much ado has been made about the Aggie fight song because its words are less than snobbish and don’t paint a sophomoric picture of students as “little lambs who have lost their way.” Its catchy tune and its fairly graphic language have added much life to the athletic events, many of which we lost in the early days, but most of which we could tolerate because of that lively fight song.
We even went through a period during which the president’s wife tried to have the livestock removed from campus because the odors coming from the area of the Ag Building offended her. They are probably gone by now because more parking spaces needed to be paved and more recreation buildings needed to be built, but they were a major part of the pleasant life on campus. They made us feel far more at home than did the rose gardens and massive sidewalks that covered the comfortable, country paths.
We also survived the tree-hater, who cut down most of the beautiful trees along those paths because they weren’t to his liking and harbored too many birds. We missed the shade and the birds, but we found a few shaded spots near the buildings so we could rest as we dashed from class to class.
At least one of us managed to save a family of burrowing owls by having a major tantrum and explaining a few things about some of the natural habitats that should be preserved so others could enjoy them. The people in the Ag Building also saved the ducks that inhabited the nearby pond and posted a sign so people would slow down at the “Duck Crossing.”
Some uncaring soul even removed the pictures of Aggies who had lost their lives in the various wars from Aggie Memorial Tower. Another tantrum followed to no avail.
At least the tower has been saved, and I am eager to hear if the pictures have been found and restored to their rightful places.