The General Faculty of the university held a special meeting at which they adopted a resolution harshly condemning Erwin for his general actions during his term as Regent and especially for his behavior at the "Battle of Waller Creck." If he refused to resign, it said, the faculty would institute impeachment proceedings against him in the Texas legislature. That is a nice gesture, but it probably won't work because Erwin is so powerful in Texas. He was a successful lawyer who became a crony of LBJ and Connally, and rose with them. Connally appointed him a Regent in 1963, and he is also the Democratic State Committeeman.

Erwin rebutted the charges by saying he had only been defending the university against a bunch of SDS'ers trying to take over the campus. (There were maybe two or three SDS'ers at the creek the morning he was inciting to riot. For that matter, there aren't but about 12 active SDS'ers on the campus.) Erwin also implied that the faculty members who voted against him were somehow linked to SDS, and that the whole affair was cooked up by a coalition of trouble-making students and professors. After these public statements to the press and radio. even the Young Democrats and Young Republicans announced a joint campaign to send representatives all over the state refuting Erwin's statements. The governing board of the Law School voted 9-1 in favor of condemning Erwin.

Then the scandal broke about Erwin and a couple of other LBJ cronies who allegedly got government land with government collateral in the waning days of LBJ. The deal may actually be legitimate, but everybody has doubts about it. Erwin isn't the sort to sponsor a Geriatrics Center out of sheer goodness: (The center has never been built, and the land is still in his possession.) Anyway, Erwin's last statement to the Daily Texan was: "I'm not going to talk to you."

Last Saturday was another beautiful sunny day. About 250 of us gathered at Waller Creek to plant some trees, clean the place up and shore up the banks with rocks and logs. I only stayed a couple of hours, but it was really nice. I worked hard carrying rocks, and there were lots of apples, oranges, and singing. We even built a barbecue pit.

I knew the injunction would probably be dissolved since the big trees it was supposed to save were already gone, but I didn't care- it made me feel good just to be building something where somebody else had been destroying. Besides, there's still one nice stretch of the creek left, and maybe after all the uproar they'll be afraid to destroy it with any future projects. At least they're going to leave the creek and not cement it in.

Last Tuesday they bulldozed away everything we had built, but that was sort of expected. I spent half an hour trying to escort the last living thing in Waller Creek past the bulldozer, but it got scared when the dozen snorted, and I finally had to give up. The last living thing was a large old snapping turtle- who looked so very confused.

The bulldozers kept coming and kept coming, but the little twelve-foot sapling still wore its curse sign and still stood. One day, after about a week, the sign fell off. The next day the tree was gone.