Duke University - Chanticleer Yearbook (Durham, NC)

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Sometimes we retreat for shelter to buildings, arch- ways, umbrellas; but at other times, feeling dramati- cally romantic, we venture into night, rain, snow, moonlight. We wait for snow, tray-sliding, frozen fountains, snow quad-ball — for night, darkness, moons, walks — for rain, puddles, reflections. Yet, for extended lengths of time we cannot match the stoicism of Washington Duke; cursing flooded side- walks or slushy roads, we await a change. . . . 24

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Seasons arrive at Duke as they do elsewhere; we succumb to the spring air, sunlight, and shadows, and with effort refrain from picking flowers. Some yield to the call of the frisbee and nurture a tan at the same time — the less industrious search out a sunny, grassy spot beyond the chains to let young fancies wander. Again we are aware of color, as light falls on red, pink, yellow, and shadows accent a bright sweater, a mottled tree trunk. The seasonal fever takes us to the Eno and more faraway places for vacation. Identifying ourselves with Thoreau and feeling very much reborn, we awake and reorganize, emerging from behind doors into a full daylight. 26