It is always a great day to be a Cobber, especially during Concordia’s Cobber ring day. This year’s ring day, however, was not a celebration for every student who ordered a ring. Several students had to send their rings back to Jostens to be fixed or resized, which means theyContinue Reading
In the wake of the annual Cobber Ring Rollout, in which Concordia students celebrate spending money on jewelry, I have had several encounters where people told me they purchased their ring “for the career prospects.” This statement confused me, as most places I’ve worked at employ very few Cobbers inContinue Reading
Disclaimer: I’m not saying you’re a bad person if you got a Cobber ring. I promise, I’m not. “Why don’t you have a Cobber ring?” It’s not a question I field often. I typically shrug and say I’m uninterested. Last week, during the Cobber Ring hullabaloo, I answered a bitContinue Reading
How does a person become a Cobber? And how should their excitement over a ring be reflected online? In light of Cobber Ring Day, I found myself thinking over these questions. There were a variety of reactions online on Friday, both positive and negative. I plan to get a ring,Continue Reading
I couldn’t afford a ring at the time I attended Concordia, but I had plans to purchase one at some point in the future. However, after hearing of recent decisions made on campus, I’m not so sure the ring means what it once did. I’ve always seen the Cobber RingContinue Reading
Cobber rings aren’t worth it. I will say it now, and I will say it when I come back for my 50th reunion when senses of nostalgia are running high, but I won’t ever regret my decision not to get a Cobber ring. When someone first asked me freshman year,Continue Reading
A small gold and maroon band has been the victim of quite a bit of flack recently during the most exciting time of its life. It has been called a status symbol, a marketing tool and even been equated to contributing to white privilege on campus. It has also beenContinue Reading
He saw her at a produce stand. Loren Johnson was filling in for another worker, selling vegetables in a Kmart parking lot, when he met his future wife. Amy Brown was delivering farm-grown fare that day, and though they only spoke briefly, he knew. “The night after I met Amy,Continue Reading
This week, I had the good fortune to order my Cobber ring. For the next six to eight weeks due to shipping and handling, I will anxiously await a small, gold delivery. Being male and a bit of a classicist, it’s the first ring I’ve ever worn, and the onlyContinue Reading