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Two personal memories about Lake Lag:
1. I saw a Big Game bonfire in 1975. I think that was the last one, but I need others to chime in. It was my freshman year, and that bonfire was indeed a big deal, given that the 1975 Big Game attracted national attention - the winner would be the Pac 8's representative to the Rose Bowl, assuming USC would beat UCLA the following week. The Axe was there and its history read; the team was on a stage and introduced. The announcers, before the gigantic structure was lit, kept warning the crowd to stay back. Once it started going, no more warnings were necessary. Your face started searing.
That article from the Alumni Association implied that there was a bonfire in the late 1980's. Is that true? I never saw another bonfire as a student. In 1976, the structure collapsed early in Big Game week, with someone (a frat member) breaking a leg, thus cancelling the bonfire. The following year, there was no attempt at a bonfire, as I do remember the tiger salamander issue had taken hold.Â
2. In my senior year, there was a junior in our dorm who had come back from a great summer job. He was a Chem E major, and he worked for a very large oil company (I won't mention it here.) But he had access to certain chemicals, and had participated in some shenanigans back on the east coast, and promised us all year that we'd end the year with a bang - literally. So finally, after finals, he kept his promise. We walked to the edge of Lake Lag where there was a dropoff to the water. He had, ahem, that summer borrowed these sealed canisters of pure elemental sodium. He opened them carefully (they were pretty good sized bars), placed them into a bag, and tossed it into the water. In the dark, we sensed only a splash. A second went by. Two seconds. Three seconds. What gives? Then .... KA-BOOM - it was a h.uge explosion accompanied by a h.uge ball of fire. That solid bar of sodium broke up into smaller pieces - each which exploded in a ball of fire, which subsequently broke into even smaller pieces, leading to more balls of fire ...
We stood there in awe of the sound and fury, but the perpetrator turned to us and commanded succinctly, "Let's go." He explained later that when they pulled this at a public fountain that prior summer, law enforcement detained them. So he knew better.
Fond memories to this day.