His job was to light the candles. And set the tables. And serve the food twice a day.
In 1953, being a houseboy at a sorority was a plum post.
“I put myself through college for three years doing that,” Howard Copp, said. “That was back when tuition was $65 a semester.”
He could have worked there for four years. But Martha Putnam came along.
It was a fall day. Howard was in Alpha Gamma Delta, wearing the requisite waitstaff blazer and slacks, serving a meal to 60-some sorority women under the watchful eye of the cook when he saw Martha. He wanted to ask her on a date. He needed to ask her on a date.
“There was a rule that houseboys couldn’t date women in the sororities,” Martha said. “When he asked me out, the housemother said ‘You have to choose between dating an Alpha Gam and keeping your job here.’ ”
Howard found a houseboy job at a different sorority and kept seeing Martha. They married two years later.
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