Thank You, Chico State
When I began my journey at Chico State, I was young and indecisive. I came to the University as a pre-nursing student, with dreams of helping others as a nurse. But as I weighed my options, as well as my grades, I realized that maybe the nursing program wasn’t exactly right for me.
I finally landed on exercise physiology. It was the greatest decision I’ve ever made. Because of my experiences at Chico State, I was able to land meaningful employment at Cal State East Bay. I give thanks to the professors in the kinesiology and exercise physiology departments for their encouragement and constant support.
In addition, being employed at the Chico State Calling Center was a life-changing experience. I would not have landed my current career had it not been for the Calling Center. If you haven’t already, please pick up your phone the next time they call. The meaningful conversation you will have is an experience you don’t want to miss!
I am extremely happy to have called Chico State home. Thank you, Chico State, for providing a place that fosters friendship, loyalty, and success. Go Wildcats!
—Katie Carpenter (BS, Exercise Physiology, ’11)
That Special Someone
John: Chico to me was a magical place that time just somehow forgot. Quite innocently, during my second semester at Chico State, Cupid came a-calling. It happened Nov. 12, 1975, between stops at Shubert’s Ice Cream parlor and Helen’s Donut Nook. Her name was Janet Samsel, and she hailed from San Lorenzo. I was an Oakland boy with big career dreams and a weakness for sweet things.
Janet: I was bike riding with a friend to Shubert’s when she mentioned she had a friend on that street. We stopped to invite him for ice cream, and the rest is history.
John: From that day forward, Shubert’s has always been the destination for “the suicide,” a tasty triple-scoop milkshake made from three carefully chosen flavors, and the place where I first crossed paths with my future wife, a sweets connoisseur herself of distinction.
In 1979, we were married in the Bay Area, where we settled down. In the ensuing years, we always made time to visit our old haunts in Chico. In retirement, we plan on moving to Chico in late 2014. It’s a good bet Janet and I will be at Shubert’s to commemorate our 35th anniversary.
—John Brennan (BA, American Studies, ’77) and Janet Samsel (BA, Speech and Drama, ’77)
I met Matthew (BA, Criminal Justice, ’06), the day I moved into my dorm at Chico State. We were both in Konkow House 5, the honors house. He walked from his room next door to introduce himself. After he left, my mom told me he seemed nice and cute, and I should get to know him. I brushed off her comment, but we did become friends, and two months later, we were dating. We got engaged at the end of our junior year, and two months after graduating, we got married on July 22, 2006, in Chico.
A year after graduating, we moved to Sacramento for my husband to attend law school. He became a lawyer in 2012. This year we took a trip back to Chico to walk around campus, see where we used to live, and most importantly, introduce our baby daughter to Chico State.
—Heather Popish (BA, Psychology, ’06)
Chico State was the backdrop for meeting my husband, Allan Redmond (BA, Business, ’76). As I drove to Chico from my home in Concord that fall of 1975, I had a feeling that I might meet someone special that semester. I met that special person that same day!
I shared an apartment on Citrus Avenue with another nursing major, and I had a trailer full of furniture. As I pulled up, I saw several men throwing a football around, and I thought I’d ask one of them to help me.
Imagine my relief when I passed by a kitchen window and saw a tall young man washing dishes. He seemed like a nice person, and within minutes, I knew his major, where he had transferred from, and that he was in Delta Sigma Pi. Over the course of that fall semester, we began dating.
After I graduated in May 1977, I worked at Sutter Memorial on the night shift. The evening Al came to Sacramento to propose, I was getting ready to go to work. There was a knock on my apartment door, and through the keyhole I saw Al standing there. We were married on July 22, 1978, and will celebrate our 36th anniversary this July!
P.S. We are the parents of eight, grandparents of three.
—Kathy Redmond, RN (BS, Nursing, ’77)