EIU Memories: Carman Hall

Welcome to the second part in a series reminiscing about my time at Eastern Illinois University in Charleston, Illinois. I spent eight years there, from 2000 to 2008, graduating with a Master’s in History. I got accepted to EIU out of high school and moved into a room on the 7th floor of Ruth Carman Hall on August 17, 2000. Although I love EIU and my college years, living in Carman Hall is not something I’d want to repeat. It’s a blessing the building has been closed for several years.

When I first came to EIU, freshman couldn’t park on campus and had to live in a dorm. Carman Hall, at the southeast end of campus, was considered the “freshman dorm.” It was built in 1971 to accommodate the glut of Baby Boomers entering college.

It looked like a Soviet tenement, with twin featureless beige towers, segregated for male and female, connected by a corridor with a shared dining hall. There was a computer lab and laundry room in the basement. Males had to be escorted to the female wing, and every floor had a resident assistant to look after things and make sure everyone was following the rules. That worked much better on the female side than on the male.

Our tower was disgusting. The vomit-encrusted elevator was rarely functional, trash littered the hallways, wires were pulled down from the ceiling, and fire extinguishers went missing. Someone even stole the drinking fountain on our floor! It got so bad the spring semester of my freshman year the college newspaper, Daily Eastern News, ran an article about the vandalism.

My roommate was a skinny kid from Western Illinois named John. He was a nice guy, but like many students away from home for the first time, couldn’t handle it and dropped out after the first semester. He was the kind of guy who would either get blackout drunk or bring a different girl back to the room every night. He finally got in trouble for selling pot. I guess you could say I had that nightmare college roommate everyone worries about, but it gets worse.

Less than two weeks into my first semester at EIU, at around 4:30 in the morning, I woke up feeling a stream of warm liquid hitting my back. I described what happened next in my journal:

“Sure enough, I rolled over and there was my roommate, standing there pissing all over my bed like nothing was going on. I asked him what the hell he thought he was doing, and he answered: “I’m going to the bathroom.” I yelled at him some more, then had to borrow quarters from the night assistant downstairs to wash my sheets. The next morning my roommate was really sorry for what happened. He had been extremely drunk…”

August 31, 2000

There are worse things in life than being pissed on, I suppose, but at the time it was a singularly humiliating experience.

Despite his failings, John was a genuinely nice person. He always tried to include me in his social circle, despite my being more interested in intellectual pursuits. I watched Scary Movie for the first time in the girls’ tower with John and a few friends. They shoved a towel under the door and pointed a fan out the window so they could smoke. I swore I was going to get emphysema by sophomore year.

Then there was the time a psychotic boyfriend came pounding on our door at 2 a.m., out for blood. As I mentioned earlier, my roommate frequently brought girls back to our room for extra curricular activities, but that night, he escorted this particular coed to sleep off the drunken stupor from a house party. Annoyed by being kept awake, again, I had to intervene and diffuse the situation. John was one hundred percent a gentleman that night. The boyfriend collected his wayward sweetheart and went home and I finally got to rest in peace.

This was my dorm room a couple months after I moved in. Check out that huge TV, and if you look carefully, you can see a landline on the shelf behind my bed (yes, that was right before cell phones took off). I wasn’t much of an interior decorator.

EIU hadn’t banned smoking on campus yet, so every evening students would sit on these steps to smoke and socialize. There were plenty who smoked in the dorm, even though you weren’t supposed to, which caused problems when they threw cigarette butts down the garbage chute. The building had to be evacuated due to fire alarms at least four times my freshman year, and for a bomb threat in September.

There used to be a Hardee’s on the northwest corner of 4th Street and Lincoln Avenue, which was open 24-hours. I walked there a couple times when our dorm had to be evacuated late at night, but unfortunately that place closed in 2001—a bar crowd casualty.

Attendance at EIU has fallen significantly over the past several years, and Carman Hall was closed in the summer of 2013 due to budget cuts and low enrollment. I’m not sure if it ever reopened, but ROTC cadets used it in 2015 to practice clearing rooms. Do you have any memories from Carman Hall? Feel free to leave a comment with your own stories.

Author: Michael Kleen

Michael Kleen is an author, raconteur, and occasional traveler. He has a M.A. in History and M.S. in Education. He enjoys studying military history, folklore, and philosophy.

8 thoughts on “EIU Memories: Carman Hall”

  1. Hi. Went to EIU from 1998 to 2004. I also got my Master’s degree from there, which is why I was there for so long. I lived in Carman my Freshman and Sophomore year and I loved that dorm. I loved the room sizes and that all of the freshmen were in one place. Which is great for making friends. Back when I stayed in Carman there were smoking floors. I stayed on the 3rd floor freshman year which was a non smoking floor but the 2nd floor was a smoking floor. My sophomore year I stayed on the 5th floor but due to a crazy roommate I had to switch rooms and then I stayed on the 10th floor. The 5th to 10th floors on the girls side had laundry on each floor. Funny thing freshman year I knew a guy had a roommate that got so drunk he woke up to him pissing on his mini fridge. He was so mad. I think the girls side of Carman was better and much cleaner. EIU was a great school. I loved all of my memories from that school. I also loved all the dorms I stayed in Carman, Lawson, Lincoln and then my Sorority house. I also remember Hardee’s and when Jimmy Johns was in that shack in the alley. This was before they moved Jimmy Johns to the old Hardee’s building. My favorite restaurant in Charleston was Joey’s for Gyros or Labambas for steak tacos or burritos.

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  2. Not sure this narrative is an indictment of Carmen Hall as much as it is of college students and their behaviors. Just as any college can attest to, students (especially freshmen) tend to test limits and rules when living in dorms. It would seem you experienced these same behaviors. A reflection of those limit tests and rule ignoring would have been a more appropriate focus of this blog than to disparage the dorm that suffered the consequences from those behaviors. Carmen Hall was the newest of the dorms when I attended EIU in the late 80’s and my cousin lived there. The dorm was functional and decent enough for the purpose it was intended. Students are the issue in your narrative not the building.

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  3. Not that I’m aware of! EIU is most famous for the legend of Pemberton Hall, which was the first female college dorm in Illinois. But that building is much more elegant than this monstrosity

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  4. That’s one grim looking dorm! Any really strange lore associated with it over the years? If so, maybe it could be converted into a seasonal haunted venue (fundraiser!) when not being used for ROTC exercises.

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