Bradley University’s 127th Homecoming came to a close on the evening of September 27th, with student performances, sounds of music and the age-old tradition of lighting the B. While the current generation of students gathered in front of Bradley Hall to celebrate, the Class of 1974 quietly observed from the windows of the Hartmann Center, reliving memories as they marked their 50-year reunion.
For the 11 alumni who reunited that night, the passage of time seemed to vanish. Old friendships rekindled over shared laughs and stories of youthful misadventures, from regrettable decisions to unforgettable classes. Amidst the laughter was a strong sense of nostalgia for the days when Bradley was the backdrop to their lives, shaping not only their careers but their character.
The Class of 1974 had a unique experience at Bradley. They were the last class required to take a gym course during their freshman year, and their choices, from archery to track, were plentiful for most, but for Don Sidlowski, fate had a different plan.
“Registration was literally just a shoebox with names, and since mine started with ‘S,’ by the time they got to me, the only class left was synchronized swimming,” Sidlowski reminisced, “I remember that first day so clearly—standing by the pool with seven girls, realizing my fate was sealed. Sure, I knew I’d get an easy A, but at what cost?”
Memories like these were shared in abundance, each more colorful than the last. Yet, for all the unique moments, one thing has remained consistent over the decades: the campus squirrels.
Ann Lee, a lifelong Peoria resident and Bradley alum whose parents also attended the university, had her own story to tell about these little creatures.
“I used to type for the athletic teams, golf, basketball, swimming and tennis,” Lee recalled. “The tennis coach kept a bag of peanuts in his desk drawer, and the squirrels figured it out. They’d climb in through the window, grab a peanut and leave. I never said anything because it was hilarious to watch, but I’m still not sure if the coach ever figured it out.”
While the stories about mischievous squirrels and oddball gym classes were entertaining, they were not the heart of what made this reunion so special. What truly stood out were the people—old friends reunited, sharing stories that echoed the passage of time while reaffirming the strength of the bonds they created at Bradley.
It wasn’t the quirky classes or the campus traditions that made these memories so precious, it was the connections, the friendships that developed in the dorms, in study groups and late-night conversations. It was the support and understanding they shared during challenging times and the joy in each other’s successes that made the experience unforgettable.
Father Patrick Patkowskas and Marty Morris, fraternity brothers at Sigma Nu during their time at Bradley, shared this sentiment. The years may have passed, but their bond has only strengthened with time.
“I try to stay in touch with most of my brothers over the years,” Patkowskas said. “Even if we haven’t seen each other for a while, when we get back together, it’s like no time has passed—we’re right back to being those young brothers again.”
Morris nodded in agreement, reflecting on the enduring friendships that have been a constant in his life.
“My time at Bradley gave me some of the best memories and closest friendships of my life,” Morris shared. “Even after 50 years, I know I can always rely on my old fraternity brothers for help or support, no matter the situation. That’s what makes Bradley truly special.”
As the night came to an end, the 2024 Homecoming royalty court was announced, the B was ceremoniously lit and fireworks filled the sky, marking the official end of the celebration. But for the Class of 1974, it was not just the end of another homecoming, it was a reminder of a lifetime of friendships that have withstood the test of time.
Bradley University is more than just a campus filled with buildings, squirrels and traditions. It’s a place where young students arrive as strangers and leave as lifelong friends. It’s a place where every memory is stitched together by the people who made those moments matter. The heart of Bradley doesn’t lie in its classrooms or on its sports fields, it lies in the community that has formed over generations.
As Sidlowski shortly put it, “We wouldn’t be Bradley without all of you.” In the end, it’s the people who make Bradley special—yesterday, today and for generations to come.