James Madison University - Bluestone Schoolmaam Yearbook (Harrisonburg, VA)

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A terry coccoon takes the chill out of an early fall evening for Anne McGrath. Post card picture of Union Springs from atop a nearby hill. Union Springs 13

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Terror Tower 1 en square feet of sand, clear green water, a thirty foot tower and hoards of students describe an afternoon at Union Springs. Halfway between Reddish Knob and nowhere, this containment lake provides students with a Virginia Beach, Shenandoah Valley style. Students arrive with coolers and blankets, to spend a day in the sun and the water. They leave with sunburns and buzzes. Activities for those daring enough, (or dumb enough), include Kamakazi diving from the thirty-foot platform and bragging about it afterwards. Other activities include sun-bathing, swimming and watching the idiots jump from the tower . The day ends as it began. A beer and a long drive home. Breaktime for Margaret Mullin. Kathy Comerford. Becky Tolley. Glenn Schacht and Sara Smith give a chance to soak up some suds and sun. Sync diving by Carl KHngenberg. Mike West, and Mark Smith, entertains the crowd at Union Springs. V - ff . . . h Mm • V, Mtv -.v 3 J.¥ ■M • k ' ' ' ' ■ . .:.- H! K i ' m WH tw.. Hir % I 12 Union Springs

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B, • raving the natural adversities of falling temperatures, gusty winds, and persistent rain, devoted parents showed admirable determination in their effort to spend some time with their long lost offspring. They came from everywhere on a bleak, overcast Saturday, falling prey to the business-hungry motel hotel owners throughout the thriving metropolis of Harrisonburg. Virginia. Though the weather was better suited for a tropical rain forest, parents and students still came out to Madison stadium to witness the melodramatic victory of the Dukes over a stubborn Wofford team. Many program enthusiasts lasted only until halftime, however, preferring the warmth and comfort of a reclining chair to the icy dampness of the hard, metal bleachers, devoted — yes, crazy — no. Other parents took their faithful umbrellas in hand and toured the campus for entertainment. Many were impressed with the rapid progress of the library and the extraordinary work of the grounds people. As evening arrived, many lucky students were treated by their parents to real restaurant food, though it was difficult to pass up the tempting offer of half-price at D-Hall. At eight o ' clock, excited ticket holders packed Wilson Hall in expectation of experiencing the musical brilliance of Dizzy Gillespie. At 8:30 they sat anxiously, at 9:00 they sat patiently, and at 9:30 they sat restlessly. Only the most patient stuck it out long enough to finally see the performance, which began at 10:00. At show ' s end, satisfied listeners stepped out of Wilson into the chilling cold of the next morning. It was 1 a.m. Wilson Hall belatedly echoed the sounds of a mellow trumpet and Mother Nature tried in vain to rain on the parade, but parents still achieved what they came for. That is, to witness the progress and share some time with the good or evil that they hath raised and wrought from birth. i ■ ■ ' - ' 14 Parent ' s Day