Blue Babies Pink, Episode 12. Girls, girls, girls.

I hated the thought of joining a fraternity in college. Hated it. In my mind,

fraternities were the worst, bastions of male evil, elitist snobbery, drunken debauchery.

The party scene was a huge turn off to this very conservative 18-year-old. In high school I only listen to Christian music,

never said a cuss word, and certainly had never taken a sip of alcohol.

So I certainly wasn't going to join a fraternity, never.

But sometimes in life you meet an actual person

from a group you don't understand and it changes how you think about that group. For me, that was

a guy named Dibo. Well, that was his nickname.

Dibo was a member of A T.O. short for Alpha Ta Omega.

I thought Dibo was a funny fraternity nickname until I met a beef.

Dibo and beef are pretty much exactly like you'd expect.

Big tall husky fellas with big bold personalities.

They're great. Beef and I still text about

Alabama football on Saturdays and complain about our offensive play calling, but I digress.

Depot and a few other guys took me out to lunch and over chicken wings and sweet tea that explained that ATO was different.

The fraternity house was dry, which meant no alcohol.

It was based on Christian principles.

They welcomed guys of all races and a lot of the brothers were Christians.

ATO had the reputation as being the fraternity the good guys joined. It was a pretty blue-collar

chapter too, so it wasn't a bunch of rich kids like you might expect.

I was skeptical at first, but over time, they won me over.

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