white owl, won’t you be mine?

My little sister is an undergrad at the University of Kansas (rock chalk!), and we’re going to have to disown her because she didn’t get her hands on this guy first:

White Owl

Dear readers, meet White Owl (the Casanova on the left). White Owl is beloved by Jayhawk fans and many consider him to be Kansas’ number one fan. My sister even tells me that Coach Mangino, who led the Jayhawk football team to their best season ever, thinks that White Owl was their good luck charm. According to my sister, White Owl likes to hang out on the KU campus singing and dancing and showing the students what they might be like after 45+ years of recreational drug use. He’s especially loved for his antics at basketball games (please notice how frightened the girl next to him looks):

But hang onto your hearts, ladies, because he’s off the market. After a month-long courtship, White Owl got engaged to Julia Lee, a KU undergrad who is (are you sitting down?) 39 years his junior. The two knew it was love after only one week, according to Julia, and even though not everyone understands their relationship (Julia’s poor, poor mother, for instance), those who know them well are happy for them. I hate to quote nearly an entire article (from the Daily Kansan), but I think their how-we-met story is worth sharing in its entirety:

The two have only known each other a little more than a month but White Owl said he felt they were destined to be together. He first noticed Julia at the end of last semester when she was standing around Wescoe Beach. White Owl said he sensed she was missing something in her life.

“I saw an injured spirit and I am all about helping people and being a light,” White Owl said, “I prayed that night that she would be sent to me somehow.”

White Owl’s prayers were answered. The next day, White Owl was a guest speaker in Julia’s “American Studies” class. White Owl talked to the class about believing in themselves and loving one another. After class, Julia told White Owl how much his message meant to her.

And the rest is history. They were inseparable from that moment on, and even though he’s been married twice before (and has two sons), White Owl says that he has not “felt this love as a person since [his] mother babied [him].” Want to see some photos of the happy couple?


More? I thought so…

If you can’t attend their wedding in at the end of the summer — to which everyone is invited — hopefully you can catch them at Wakarusa Festival in Lawrence, Kansas…White Owl says the couple hopes to form a band and perform next year.

[Posted by Mallory]


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4 responses to “white owl, won’t you be mine?

  1. baby jay

    As a witness to White Owl’s antics many times while walking myself to class I can affirm that this man is one of a kind. I may make the trip to KCMO at the end of the summer to see this beautiful relationship blossom. Hopefully they will work in tandem on campus next semester, saying the famous, “Make it rain on them Ho, Ho, Ho’s,” and of course wearing their matching hats.

    See you in August, Mr. and Mrs. White Owl

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  4. Audrey

    This man was the biggest creep. When I was 12 or 13 years old, I met him on the KU hill during a football tailgate. He gave me the whole “love everyone” speech– how we are all connected to each other– how him and me were especially connected– and not only connected, but meant to be. I remember going home with my heart glowing. He gave me his phone number. He wanted to link up all the time. He gave me a pipe to smoke weed with. He was a manipulator, using a rhetoric of peace, love and happiness to capture the idealism of naive youth. He preyed on me. This article is framed around amusement, but what about the part where he is a fucking creep who took advantage of young women (and in my case a preteen) who’s brains were still developing. Like… EW. Luckily, I started to listen to my gut, which was beginning to feel very uneasy by his constant texting, and I ended up completely cutting off contact. But shit. This old ass man was shaking his ass all throughout KU campus, preying on young women, and he was invited to be a guest speaker. #rockchalk

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