Beta Pi:
I owe Beta Pi Chapter an apology - some 30 years overdue. I shirked my responsibility as Pledge Trainer, and I apologize to you, sincerely. Here’s the story . . .
It was Spring, 1974. I was a Junior, living in the ATO House with 
Frank Biller as my roommate. The Chapter had already honored me by electing me House Manager, and you doubly honored me by electing me as Pledge Trainer of the incoming Spring 1974 Pledge Class. I understood the responsibility, and took it with energy and commitment. We were in to the planning of Pledge Training full tilt, and I had a Pledge Training event scheduled for next Saturday morning. It was a Sunday night, Buck and I were tooling around the House.
I walk into our room (the "middle room" at Tik Mansion) and Buck says "Larry, its your Dad on the phone - he wants to take us to San Juan!"
I go "You’re kidding?"
"No kidding, its George, he’s on the phone now!" Buck had gotten to know my Dad, George H. Simons, because Dad came down to visit me at Vandy, more than most parents. He was going through a divorce during my Sophomore and Junior year, and came down to visit me a lot. My Dad was a guy who loved to party. He just showed up and joined in ATO parties, and once he even went with a small group of Tiklors to Columbia, Tennessee for what became "Columbia Tales." By the time I was a Junior, my Dad was on a first-name basis with Buck and Vinny, and many other ATO’s.
"Here, give me the phone."
"Dad, Buck said something about a trip to San Juan, you’re kidding, right?"
"I’m not kidding. I need a little vacation, and I want you to go to 
San Juan with me - bring Buck along. I already invited him, and he’s in. How about it?"
"When?"
"This Friday."
"This Friday! Dad, I’d love to go, but I’m Pledge Trainer - I have a pledge event scheduled this weekend. Let me think about it and I’ll call you back."
So, I get off the phone, and Buck says - "Geez, Larry, George is so cool - he just invited me to go to San Juan!" So, Buck and I talked it over, and as you might imagine, the temptation to fly to 
San Juan for 3 days was too much for a couple of college guys to turn down. I figured I’d get a brother to "cover" for me, run the Pledge event, and - no problemo - I’d breeze back into Nashville - no questions. I was somewhat naive. My memory could be wrong, but I think I convinced Tom Lovinggood to cover for me.
So the plan was in place, I was "covered", and that Friday we flew to 
San Juan and had a 
great time - I’m posting some pictures of Me, 
Buck and my 
Dad, and also, a photo of 
George at 
Columbia Tales.
We get back to Nashville, and I find out the Chapter named Chad Weiss (if memory serves me) as "Co-Pledge Trainer." I felt a chill in my spine, that feeling of "Boy, I really screwed up." I knew that I was one step away from being fired as Pledge Trainer, the boys had even named my successor. Now, I’ve never been a quitter, so I determined to do the best I could, keep my game-face on, and keep my commitment to the Chapter. I finished out Pledge Training, carried out my plan (build the fence) and that was that.
The lesson I learned is one of the most meaningful lessons I’ve ever learned: When a man gives his word, people expect him to keep it. That is the lesson I learned from Beta Pi: Larry, you gave us your word - we expect you to keep it. That may sound sophomoric, but please people - we were only 20 years old!
Gentlemen, again, I apologize for breaking my word, and for letting you down. I thank you for helping me learn a valuable lesson.
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As fate had it, that trip we took to San Juan was the last vacation I had with my Dad. He died of a massive heart attack in January of 1975 (my senior year). He was 47 years old, and as you guys know - he loved to drink and smoke (doctor’s advice be damned). Over the years, Buck has called me from time to time, and we’ve shared memories about my Dad. He was a real estate broker - a salesman - and Buck has made a career in sales. Dad once gave Vinny one of his promotion gag-gifts - a deck of cards imprinted 
"Who is George H. Simons?" - which Vinny gave to me a few years back. Buck and Vinny, here’s to you, my best friends, and to my Dad, 
George, may God rest his soul.
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VTL,
Larry Simons
Beta Pi, '72
Beta Pi:
HEME HONORED AT VU LETTERMENS' DAY: At the now infamous 
Vanderbilt vs. UT game last Saturday, while 
we all still had a glimmer of hope in our hearts that Vandy would somehow beat UT 2 years in a row, during pre-game festivities Vanderbilt paraded a slew of All-Time-Great Vanderbilt Lettermen (and women) onto the field to honor them, en masse. Among those greats, one athlete stood out among the horde - THE HEME! George Tomlinson, one of Vanderbilt’s finest football players.
daugther Maddie, and son Grady, and me and my wife Ann, had burgers at Ted’s Montana Grill. I am posting a few pictures of Heme and his kids. Maddie is a high school junior who plays basketball, and Grady is a freshman football player - obviously, Heme’s kids inherited their Dad’s super-athlete genes, but they must have gotten their good looks from their Mother! 
Heme, great to see you again, old friend.
