Everyone who has been associated with Indiana University and
Herman Wells has a favorite story or two about this great man. Some
of his friends thought collecting a few of these stories in a
little volume and presenting them to him, and to his many friends
and associates throughout the University community, on his 90th
birthday would be an excellent way to celebrate the occasion. There
are a lot of good ones here, some funny, some serious, all very
human and all of them revealing different facets of a warm human
being and a brilliant college president.
The Enema Bandit
The late Paul Klinge, long-time associate of Herman B Wells, told
the story of a meeting involving campus security officials and
other members of the administration back in the late 60s where the
activities of one particular character were discussed. The
Bloomington campus had been alerted by the Urbana-Champaign
authorities who had been notified by the police at another
midwestern university farther west to be on the lookout for a
fellow who was making his way east from the plains states. His
modus operandi was to force entry into a co-ed s room and, instead
of violently assaulting her, he would (simply) give her an enema
and leave. Much discussion resulted pertaining to some strategies
the campus could use to prevent an incident here. HBW sat silent,
until with that customary twinkle in his eye he slowly said, ..". I
wish he would have caught me last Thursday " Richard E.
Bishop
The Wells Touch
Late one hot summer afternoon I found myself crammed into a window
seat at the back of a 727 jetliner at New York s LaGuardia Airport
awaiting departure to Louisville.
The last passenger in was Dr. Wells. He came down the long aisle
and plopped down next to me. He said not a word and promptly went
to sleep.
An hour or so later he woke up with a snort, turned to me and
said: "George, the older you get the more you look like your
father."
This happened at least 15 years after my graduation from I.U. and
I had not seen Dr. Wells in the interim. He had indeed been a
friend of my father s, but hadn t seen him for many years.
The nap? He explained that a heavy lunch and spirits at his
favorite oyster bar in New York had temporarily dulled his
alertness. George N. Gill"
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