Growing up near a small farming town in northwest Minnesota and attending UND from 1976 through 1980, in 1979 and 1980 I had the opportunity to work at the Memorial Student Union as a student manager. Many of the people I had the chance to work for, and along side, became good friends. I still have the good fortune to call some of them "friend" to this day.
My "TRAINEE" name tag pinned to the green blazer of a Union student manager, my initial tasks were to assist an experienced student manager on the rounds through the building, assisting the Union manager whenever requested, and making the final inspection of the building before locking up for the night.
After only a two-rotation trainee period, I then got my personalized name tag and began to take on the duties of a student manager on my own. In addition to assisting the Union manager and assistant building manager with setting up rooms for events and helping out in any capacity I could, rounds were continually made to insure items were in place and no unauthorized people were in limited access areas. Additionally, large blocks of time were spent assisting the personnel at the information desk, answering questions, cashing checks, and providing any service which could be helpful to UND students and visitors. At the end of the evening the job included reconciling the amount of the checks cashed throughout the day with the money in the cash box. Typically a stress fee event, occasionally there would be a discrepancy requiring any number of recounts of checks and cash, making for some longer nights with visions of numerals dancing in my head. Little did I know that crunching numbers would become a part of my profession a decade later.
Most days and nights it was a pleasure to assist the public with their inquiries, and there was such a great opportunity to meet so many interesting people. The students and administrators were a true pleasure to be around, and the experience of holding this position of some responsibility was an asset to my life experience as I moved on. The logistical experience also assisted in helping organize students to lend a hand in the flood of 1979. I was a part of a handful of students working out of the Union, available 24-7 to take incoming calls from students wishing to help, then arrange for them to get to areas of the city requiring assistance. We were the coordinators of manpower between students, the media and local organizations. The job also allowed me to becoming familiar with levels of administration, which assisted me in heading the 1980 Homecoming Committee.
After graduation from UND, I taught 6th grade for a year in a town north of the Twin Cities. Through unexpected twists of fate, opportunity and friendships, I went on to become the manager of a cellulose insulation factory in southern Mississippi. In 1986, I began my tutelage under one of the pre-eminent commercial real estate appraisers in the country, Jack K. Mann (also the owner of the defunct insulation factory). After obtaining my MAI designation (member of the Appraisal Institute), I became a partner with Mr. Mann in 1996, creating Jorgenson & Mann, Inc. In 1999 I purchased the company from Mr. Mann, who remained my friend and "Southern father". As a commercial real estate appraiser I have had the chance to travel throughout the United States, and even once to Greece, in the course of performing appraisal assignments.
In addition to the much-needed money I made, the general skills and techniques of communicating and assisting people I developed while being a student manager at UND have served me in some capacity ever since. Some of the 1979 flood experiences were also remembered in the course of some volunteer work after Hurricane Katrina devastated my adopted state of Mississippi. I continue the enjoyable process of meeting and serving people from my home in Ridgeland, Mississippi, and remember all of my time at the University of North Dakota with fondness and pride. (To this day I remain stout in showing my pride by wearing UND alumni shirts and become annoyingly excited around my Southern friends when the UND hockey team makes the Frozen Four.) |