I started my first programming class at ASU 40 years ago this week. There were about 400 people in the class, competing for the one computer on campus with all the other computer users.
That was the hottest summer on record in Phoenix (19 straight days over 110 degrees) and was at the peak of the ice age scare, right after Nixon resigned and not long after the worst tornado outbreak in US history.
I played on the ASU soccer team (club sport at that time) and we held practice at 3PM, typically in 104-107 degree temperatures. At midnight it was still 100 degrees, and we usually waited to play basketball in the parking lot until after midnight.
Dinner at the frat house was at 5PM, and we all gathered in the chapter house to watch Star Trek at 4PM. Everyone wanted to see which color of alien Kirk was going to “get his boots off” with this episode.
Fraternity New Row at ASU was an amazing place at that time – the center of life on campus. Progressives have completely wrecked the place since then, and now it looks more like Dresden after WWII.