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View of Fenton Hall from the west side

Certain places hold our stories. A bench where everything changed, a building where we found ourselves, a path we walked a thousand times. These physical spaces at Fredonia bore silent witness to our growth, our friendships, and our transformation. Years later, we can still feel what it was like to stand in those spots, forever marked by what happened there.

Lindsay, 2025 | Alumni

A place I will never forget is the turf soccer field at Fredonia because that’s where I met some of my best friends and continued playing a sport I love.


Andrew, 1994 | Alumni

Hendrix Hall as a freshman. Great times with lifelong friends in Eisenhower Hall and pickled eggs at the Fountain Grill.


Graduation party May 1975

Denise, 1975 | Alumni

Fredonia will always hold a special place in my heart and memories. It was so different from home on Long Island. My parents dropped me off after a seemingly never-ending ride. Lucky for me two girls I met at orientation were in my dorm. We navigated the campus together. We were nervous, this was a whole new world. It was beautiful. Chautauqua Hall my first home away from home. Schultz Hall, a coed dorm, fun memories in 1972. Brigham Road apts living on our own. 34 Eagle Street our house for two years Living with women that have become my lifelong friends. Bike riding to Lake Erie, stopping at a farm stand to get apples. Driving to D&F Plaza to go food shopping. BJ's was our place to hang out on weekends or any night. So many concerts to attend on campus. I had so many great times at Fredonia. Being there in the early 70's was a time of new experiences, adventures never to forget. I look forward to being back on campus next month.


Homecoming 2024

Connie, 1985 | Alumni

I met the best friends of my life in my sophomore year while living at Gregory Hall. 40 years later we still get together every year for homecoming. We come from across the state and across the country to get together. I never laugh more than when we are together. We call ourselves "The Family" because we were each others surrogate brothers and sisters for the years that we lived in Fredonia and still to this day I consider these people my family.


Lynne, 1982 | Alumni

The dorms, the tv studio, the campus center. Great times with great people.


Authors Janel Brown Stormer and Mary Ellen Brown Carlson with Mother, Ruth Carlson Brown, all Fredonia Alumni

Mary Ellen, 1977 | Alumni

Grissom Hall: Wonderful friends and leaders throughout my stay there. Watching the Young and the Restless in the lounge with the girls. Playing the card game, Hearts, with girls in the suite. Study sessions to get through finals.


Annual get together in 2025.

Kimberly, 1991 | Alumni

BJ's, OMI and Fountain Grill. Whether shooting basketballs, listening to the early 90's grunge and one hit wonders... there was never a dull moment enjoying friends.


Original steel sculpture by Eric Stein. Collection SUNY Fredonia.

Eric, 1974 | Alumni

All the IM Pei buildings, mostly the Reed Library.


Anne, 1967 | Alumni

As a freshman in 1963, I was the first occupant of my dorm room in the newly built Nixon Hall. It was so new that some of the furniture hadn’t arrived yet. I remember sitting on the floor to study because there was no desk. Instead of the amenities and appliances that students bring to campus now, the “special” items that I brought with me included a pole lamp (so that I could study at night and not disturb my roommate) and a clock radio (to wake me for early morning classes). We subscribed to a laundry service that delivered one sheet and one pillowcase a week. You used the top sheet from one week to become the bottom sheet the second week.

There were wall telephones in the halls of each section of the dorm. No cell phones! You could either stand up and lean against the wall while talking, or you could just sit on the floor. Sometimes you had to hurry because others were waiting to use the phone. It was a big day when telephones were installed in each room.


Anne, 1967 | Alumni

It was a time when girls had a curfew and had to sign out (and back in) if they were leaving the dorm in the evening. When I was a senior, I had later hours than the underclassmen. I was one of few seniors living in the dorm, because I thought that I wouldn’t be able to study as much as I might need to if I lived off campus. One night I went out to a lecture, and when I got back, I had been locked out. The person on duty thought that everyone was indoors, since it was past the curfew for the underclassmen. I had to walk around to the back of the dorm and call the resident advisor for admittance to the building.