Birmingham Southern College - Southern Accent Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

Page 10 text:

mn6 .rJja oiwmvis ' i wiyyiwiina THE PROFESSORS. Mr. Hunt ' s brusque Hello , Dr. Constans ' pepper and salt tweeds. Dr. Evans, who is still a jolly Tweedledum. Dr. Posey who for the last time tells his stories and wears his outrageous ties on the Hill. Mr. Ab grinning disarmingly. Dr. Poor with his yes marm , Sensabaugh declaring break- fast-in-class holidays. Men who make Bir- mingham-Southern College what it is, men who are valuable for their minds and spirits. ] [en who can teach classes and drink cokes and play baseball equally well. Men who are your friends as well as your professors. Men who make the Hilltop. SADH HAWKINS DAY, the harem scar- em Hilltop holiday when the Dean appeared in overalls and Mama Boyd brought all her goon- lings out to catch a loon. Iggie Moriarty yield- ing the 1943 Sadie Hawkins title to Lil Culley, with Jimmy Watts being crowned as the Hill ' s first Li ' l Abner. The grand chase where men use their legs and women use their shotguns, the sack races, the coed football game, the bon- fire with Mr. Anderson silhouetted against the fire. And the dance, where all illusions about the beauty of Hilltop coeds are shattered. It is the grand and glorious day when Birmingham- Southern College, her seniors and sophomores, her faculty and freshmen, go beserk and stay that way from 12:00 a.m. to 1 2:00 p.m. DATES when a sofa and a fire and a hand to hold mean everything. Dates for movies and dances, steak fries and kid parties. Dates on the bus with all the dormitory girls and their men riding home together after the last show. Loons hang- ing aroui:d Goon Castle to get ini- tiated at 11:00, boys showing up at the Beta House to claim their coeds. Blind dates and steady dates. Good dates and bad. Dates for fun and dates when you pin your best girl. Dates for lunch at your fraternity house, dates in the library at night. Holding hands as you walk from the lius line to her house, standing on the j orch to say good-night, or com- ing in to light a fire and get fed. Dates you will have left behind, re- luctantl}-. Girls you will have left behind, sadlv.

Page 9 text:

tke cyLunck line . . . S n top Ueit THE LUNCH LINE, with its Ions; queue reaching into the bookstore at 12 :;]0, Mrs. Boyd as cool and unperturbed as her salads, Homer saying hello as he hands out checks. And the sun slitting through the Venetian blinds, slant- ing down on the long tallies of sedate Pi Phis, the intellectuals, the KD ' s screaming and shrieking in one corner, and Mo Carlton cheer- fully bringing in steaks for visiting alumni, never for students. Food, fellowshi] . indiges- tion, with your mind on tiie clock and your mouth full of beans. %ine SHINE — name symbolic of friendliness at Pjirmingham-Southern College. An expanse of white teeth in a black face and a ' Yas suh! that makes even brains and eggs taste bettter. A face as familiar as the roast beef and creamed potatoes he serves you. A face that has been a part of Southern for years, a face that alumni remember as the boys who have gone to war will remember it. THE HILLTOP ITSELE, the walk up from Sim]:)son with the blueness of the sky ahead, the climb up the hill from the Inis witli the fog in your throat and books in your hand, the crabapple tree gracing the hollow, the iris blooming on the slopes, the Dean ' s pansies hanging in mid air on Munger. Warm after- noons with girls running up the steps of Stock- ham late to sorority meeting, and cold nights with a full moon hanging low over the library. The sundial and the rail, the worn hollows in Ramsay ' s steps, the sidewalks glistening on rainy days. This is the Hill you can never for- get, the Hill vou must come back to.

Page 11 text:

and .=Jjate6 . . . ike =JJ)i orm. and nt ravnvi a WALKING UP TO ANDREWS HALL after an evening , where you can ' t look starry- eyed in a bunch of playful fraternity brothers. A l lace where midnight is early to bed and water l)attles are frequent occurrences. Where Doc plays deaf when the furniture gets thrown around, and strikes and spares are made on tliird floor. A place where life is raw and rough, and you have to be able to take it. A place that is a preview to life in an army bar- racks. THE SWIMMING POOL. Coach Ben teaching frightened-but - not - admitting - it stu- dents how to keep afloat. The pool itself stretching its long green cool length before you as you gather courage to jacknige in. Boys sing- ing in the locker rooms, voices yelling at Henry for tennis rackets and golf clubs, the V-T Rock- ettes training out in Alunger Bowl, the shorts- and-sweat-shirt crowd coming in from track practice or a tennis game. This is the $300,000 gym that you helped build. It is the brick and mortar symbol of muscles and strength and energy and skill. FOOTBALL GAMES, with frat men block- ing frat men, the huddles with their 15 rah ' s when the game ' s over, coeds yelling on the side- lines for a man who ' s a hero if he makes a touchdown against the KA ' s. Basketball, with the thrill of putting one in ; volley ball, when you have to remember to set up ; horseshoe and archery tournaments, ping pong and ten- nis — everybody playing all over the gym and all over the Bowl Everybody being Intram- urally inclined. h . .