All right, all right, all right. I spent maybe ten hours in Siegfried at a reunion – that includes check-in, check-out, a cocktail party and two nights of comatose sleep at a reunion. I don't know Jack about Siegfried, though my room DID have a great view of the Dome ... I have pictures – somewhere.
I spent two years in Holy Cross Hall (Go Hawgs!) which I appreciated greatly in spite of not requesting it. I only met one guy who did. I wish a way would have been found to keep it on its feet. It really was a great location: on a hill overlooking St. Mary's lake, well on one's way to St. Mary's (no ND coeds while I was in the dorm), definitely funky with a softball field, basketball and tennis courts and a walk-in fridge in the basement, a remnant of its days as a seminary, for keg storage and food sales.
The salient point is that you're at Notre Dame. You're on campus. You WILL make life-long friends that won't all be from your dorm. You'll make friends through classes and play foosball, ping pong and some iteration of World of Warcraft.
Some of these friends will be with you lifelong. Some, to be candid, might haunt your dreams.
Pick a dorm – any dorm. You WILL grow, you WILL learn and you WILL make emotional and spiritual connections. I congratulate all who have attended, will attend and appreciate that which is Notre Dame du Lac.
I will be celebrating my 60th birthday in April/May of 2012 at the New Orleans Jazz and Heritage festival with as many classmates (and their spouses and offspring) as possible. There were about 20 at our collective 50th and we're hoping to corral more.