I arrived on campus in January 1947 (a few months shy of my 18th birthday) I left New York by train at 3:30pm and arrived in Chicago at 8am. I missed the train to Champaign-Urbana, so I spent the day in Chicago. Arrived after dark that evening and took a cab to my new residence (which said stadium). I did not realize that I was sleeping in the football stadium with a locker and I had my clothes in a trunk under my bed. The next morning I heard that I needed a time table to register for my classes (i thought a time table was for a train). Anyway, for a 17 year old boy it was quite an experience. Many of my friends were older as they had served in World War II. I got a job in the Illini Union and ended up on the Dean's List my first year. I graduated in 3 1/2 years as I took 40 credits my last year. I got married (was unable to attend the graduation ceremony) went to work and 1 1/2 years later ended up in Korea. Funny but my commanding officer had also graduated from Illinois.
PS: I had sent a copy of my diploma and a map of the campus last year to the committee which was forming this event.