Butler University - Carillon / Drift Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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THE FIELDHOUSE MEANT FUN Some of us liked physical education well enough to make the fieldhouse our second home. Swimming, basketball, baseball, tennis, field hockey, volley ball, and soccer were all part of the program. Winter weather made the trudge to gym beautiful if rather uncomfortable. In the spring and autumn we took our time going over, admiring the campus stretching before us. Those who liked ice-skating traveled to the Coliseum for their class. Some took part in the annual Ice-O-Rama, a charity show, but most of us were content to struggle along learning how to stand on the thin blades. Golf lovers tried their drives at Little America, but most of the sports took place on our home field. It wasn ' t at all unusual for a girl ' s baseball game to end up with a score in the twenties. And only five innings at that! The Friday fun nights were a part of the athletic program which all could enjoy. The water ballet Dancing Waves got great reviews of an unsched- uled act in which a member of the chorus did a —c;-,, --, - - strip — just like Milton Caniff and Margie Hart. But mmmW X ' ' i,-- ' ' ' ' ' ° ® wasn ' t on purpose. The problem of getting to classes on time after gym was one that always made for a whirlwind day.

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NOONTIME WAS DIVERSION TIME Noontime meant many things at different seasons of the year. If Homecoming was near, we could probably be found at the Frosh-Soph greased pole fight. The rhinies weren ' t suc- cessful this year, and it doesn ' t seem as if they ever will be. The Sigma Chis were in similar straits when time for the chariot race rolled around. For 18 years, the Phi Delts have captured the crown at this Roman holiday. The race is exciting and, for some part, suspenseful, but the queens always captured the limelight. Mail call was an attractive feature to those who lived on campus. Noontime found us eagerly awaiting a letter from parents (preferably with an enclosure), or from that certain someone. The involved scramble helped us to let off some steam from our morning classes. Of course, noontime was also meeting time, so we usually had to rush through our re- laxation and nourishment to attend an organization gathering. With many of such meetings in the Atherton Center we had a better chance of getting everywhere on time. At Christmas time, those who had acquired an abundance of the Yuletide spirit vented some of It by joining in the singing of carols at noontime in the cafeteria. The anticipation of the holidays always put everyone Into a good mood. As Junior Prom time approached, beards came into vogue. The noontime passing parade was highlighted by the appearance of stubble-cultivators who aspired to the prizes offered for the heaviest beard grown In a two-week period. At the time, it seemed that spring fever had completely subdued some of the men, but the beards disappeared the afternoon of the Prom. Noontime was the diversion point of the day. It was when we heard the latest gossip and when we had the time to chat with some of our friends that we had been forced to by-pass in the rush of the morning activities.