But everything is painted a horrid blue.

Yes, I attended Pepperdine University. But not the campus located on the scenic western hills of Malibu, California and just up from the Pacific Coast Highway. Not the one with Spanish architectural designs with adobe and red tile buildings and dormitories. No not the one overlooking the vast expanse of the peaceful Pacific ocean. No not the one with the incredible view of Catalina Island. No not the one with the President’s home atop the hill with the spacious entertaining courtyard. No not the one in Malibu with vast gathering areas. No not the one where surfers come and matriculate.
But in 1967 I did attend the Pepperdine that George Pepperdine had established in south central Los Angeles back in 1937. Located between Vermont Avenue and Normandy. A campus where everything that didn’t move was painted a pale blue. Painted blue as per instructions of Mrs. Pepperdine after her husband the founder had died. So, when I had arrived back in 1967 the campus and its structure, admin building, library, auditorium, dorms, gym, classroom buildings, and all was well over thirty years old and coming apart and painted blue. The school mascot is the mighty fighting Waves. As in blue ocean waves rolling and crashing on the sea shore. Never mind the old campus was miles from the closest beach.
So now that the campus has moved up the coast near the water’s edge and the mascot is still the mighty fighting Waves, there is no need to paint this magnificent Spanish influenced adobe and tile architecture an ugly pail blue. Plus, building codes require the adobe and red tile look. Besides Mrs. Pepperdine had passed on long ago.
So, when people ask me where I went to school, I just say old PU. Proud to be an alumni. Go Waves!