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Beginning in the mid-1970s when Art Rupprecht and Jerry

Hawthorne joined a group of their very interesting and interested Greek

students late on Friday afternoons in the Stupe. The week's classes were over and it was time to relax with a free

cup of coffee — they arrived just at closing time when the staff were

about to throw the remaining coffee down the drain. It was theirs for

the taking. Faculty and students spent time thinking through

some theological issues, talking about baseball or fishing, or

discussing some difficult Greek passage, telling a few jokes, and

generally enjoying each others company and insights. Soon others wanted to join. So it became a weekly feature, but it was too large and often

too raucous to continue meeting in a corner booth of the Stupe.
Just as concerns over a meeting place arose a new

chapels chedule was implemented with chapel to be held weekly on Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays — leaving Wednesday at 10:30 free

when faculty and students had no officially scheduled meetings. So

Wednesday became the new day. Now all that was needed was a place. John Ortberg, speaking for his housemates, offered Windsor House as the

newly designated place of meeting. It was agreed that faculty would

provide the donuts and the Windsor men would provide the coffee.

Occasionally, one of the faculty would fudge a little on the donut buying, for one

oft hem was caught slipping across to Windsor house early, to heat up

a day-old coffee cake for the coffee hour.
Eventually these Windsor men graduated, but the new

men assigned to that house wanted us to continue, which the faculty

were only too happy to do. Windsor House, which was adjacent to

Buswell Library, continued to be a place of meeting for students from all

parts of the world, faculty from all disciplines — a great amalgam

of students and faculty. Discussions were lively and sometimes

even heated, but always argued with passion, if not always with reason. Everyone present could not help learning something he (all men in

those days) had not known before–those were great times together.
When Windsor House was torn down the group was invited to jointhe men in Kay House, so that this tradition could continue. By

the time that particular Kay House group of men were ready to move on

via graduation to their higher calling, the new "pharaoh knew not Joseph. "So no successive invitation was extended from that house. When

that moment of desperation came, however, many of our student friends

were awarded Hidden House as their next year's domicile, and with one

voice they beckoned us to come and join them at their home each

Wednesday morning as usual. The tradition kept going and growing.

This pleasurable and profitable welcome break from the routine bustle

of academic life continued unabated for more than a decade.
As change is always inevitable, the chapel schedule

changed again. The new schedule had it fall on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Not wishing to flaunt chapel, nor to encourage undesirable behavior on the students' part,

the majority of the faculty regulars decided that all who wished could

come to Jerry Hawthorne's office (on the second floor of Wyngarden

Health Center) at the traditionally designated time. As many as 15-

18 professors from the departments of literature, language, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, communication and the sciences

crammed into that small office for the weekly repast of coffee and donuts.

Here, the late and beloved Dr. Joe

Mc Clatchey delighted to come as long as

he was alive; it was he who dubbed this place and this congregation, "Jerry's Pub," a name it still holds. Jerry Hawthorne died August 3, 2010.