my college roommate placement card came in the mail, sometime in 1984. it had my new roommate’s name and contact info so we could discuss stuff.
his name on the card was “Bracey Frederick Fountain III” from nc. of course, that name exploded my curiosity.
(he went by “brock”, btw.)
he was a very cool guy. i was a shitty roommate. i was an only child and i didn’t get certain shit yet. i first tried (and fell in deep love with) mary jane. i was high 24/7. never went to a class. after a year, they (very politely) asked me to leave and not come back.
brock…look me up anytime…