Hampden Sydney College - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (Hampden Sydney, VA)

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1959 JAMES KENDRICK WOODLEY, JR. Richmond, Virginia ELS. EX ROBERT LAWRENCE WOCSLEY, JR. Brookncal, Virginia B.S. GX ,IULIAN HOXVARD YEATMAN, JR. Farmviilc, Virginia HX Looking West on Via Sacra xx SENIORS NOT PICTURED DONALD MOORE AULT Abingdon, Virginia B.S. AXA JAMES JOSEPH KEATING, JR. Wasliiiigtcmii, District of Columbia B.A. KZ

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THE ENIOR FRANK HOPE WHITE Abingdon, Virginia B.A. IxA JOHN RICHARD WILCOX Richmond, Virginia BMA. ox, fmsli, mic, ii:-Ig IIAE DONALD POPE WHITLEY Richmond, Virginia B.A. IIKA, OAK, IIAE WILLIAM PALMER WILKINS, JR. Lynchburg, Virginia BIS, 11K,x 'F' I CLASS OF RONALD TYLER WHITLEY Richmnnd, Virginia B,A, IIKA, fI1BK,0AK,IIAE, IILI LAWRENCE BARRON woon JR. Hzunptnn, Virginia B.A. HX, flflili, llll QE'

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THE IOR CLASS by JOHN LUSTER BRINKLEY From fairest Creatures we desire increase. In words much to this effect, we are greeted by Dean James E. Kinard, since removed to the University of Charlottesville. He then proceeds to sober us with the enjoinder to take careful note of who sits on either side, as these people will not be among us four years hence, of course, by this rule, none of us ought to be graduatedg but then, as we are to discover, Hampden' Sydney has its own criteria of the Real and Unreal. Another Freshman, so to speak, also greets us with warm welcome to the Hill , this is our new Presif dent, the historian of tobacco. Having been subjected to the Psychological Tests for All New Men fbut the new president cutj, the rigours of registration, and sundry other initiatory rites, we embark upon our new life. But, strengthened by the wholesome diet supplied by Mrs. Lena Good Food for Growing Boys Dorman, we are, after all, pref pared to meet the challenges offered by ratting, Sam Graham, pledgefday, et al.: although, come to think of it, who of us has since been able to face stuffed pep' pers with unjaundiced eye? Pomp and circumstance colour our lifeg the Presidential inauguration, the inf stallation of Dr. Lacy, the opening of the new Theta Chi house, these are among the great attractions of the Year Oneheven if Justice Buchanan does forget his speech. Much of the New Knowledge we thirst to acquire comes from Chapel speakers, for example, is there anyone now ignorant that the hookworm menace in the South can now be largely written off? After all, it is oddments of information such as this that cause one to become known as an interesting conversationalist. The year's remoulding has done its work: we have seen through the system, we have lost our illusions, we are ready to run the place-we are emergent sopho- mores. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May. And some fall: this is the year, which every class experiences, of the Great Rebellion: we must Gnd a way to control the circumstances of our life, to get extra cuts, to take all the crip courses, at the same time fulhlling degree requirements, to come in ten minutes late for breakfast, to devise an infallible means of spotting for tests. No one succeeds, but all sophof mores must do these things, so we do them. The spirit of revolution is the spirit of Year Two. This year sees another revolution, too: the Commons Club is now administered by the Slater Corporation, but, thankfully, continues to serve Good Food for Growing Boys 1 however, we have not yet been award- ed the Five Stars of the Guide Michelin. The various new sidewalks challenge our ingenuity to Gnd fresh expanses of lawn across which to blaze trails, there is, for the benefit of the skeptical, no foun' dation for the rumour that one of the trustees is an ofhcer of the Portland Cement Association. The Autumn and Winter are active, though damp, but the Spring! In one fateful week we see the wrath of Israel turned upon its angelic prophet and the Gery demise of, to use its eponym's words, our beautiful new Memorial Hall. Is there something symbolic in the burning of this proud monument? Sic transit glo- ria mtmdi. And when we speak of the passing scene, let us not omit to mention that this is the last year of service for two adopted Hampden'Sydney men, Deans Reed and Wilson. And when we speak of deans, there is al- ways to be remembered that most HampdenfSydneyish of HampdenfSydncy things: the glorious Dean's Picnic of 1957, held that wonderful May evening, when we all sat wrapped in our blankets and ate fried chicken, watermelon, and hot chocolate. The last vestige of inf nocence is vanished: this is HampdenfSydney and we are part of it. This is the same sort of thing that makes it totally unfeasible to counterfeit inhrmary ex' cuscs, because it is easier to get a real one. Of cou1'se, with all the excitement and activity, no one loses sight of the fact that we are despised and re- jected among men: this is perhaps best symbolized by the scene you will conjure from Fall Religious Week, when Col. Francis Pickens Miller, emphasising his point, projected his right forefinger to God fDr. johnsl and his left to Satan fChuck Lucasj. May Ends us ex' hausted, tired of apprenticeship and eager to rise above the petticr grinds peculiar to our infancy and youth. The revolution is over. Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay. And the round ends in a drawn match. The href brand rebelliousness is as cold as Mcllwaine: we now accept our lot in this happy breed of men, this little world, this precious stone set in the heart of Southside Virginia. Some fruits of the rebellion are still en' joyedg why fight for the Dean's Team, just for Eve extra cuts, when the Infirmary has a veritable Treasury of Merit, waiting to be tapped? Or play the snows, which will give you at least two days at home, if you start out when the Roanoke radio reports two inches already and moving East, of course, there is an element of risk involved, as when the snow stops at Lynchburg: but then, some we win, and some we lose. By this time most of us have cleared away the most obnoxious requirements and now pursue courses more genuinely suited to individual tastes and abilities: a few are able to hear Dr. Wertenbaker debunk the Vir- ginia cavaliers, the logfcabin myth, and regale us with select stories. Only a few still try to spot for tests: most of the staunchly conscientious have retreated to reading parallel the week-end before it's dueg a few actually elect termfpaper courses.