Marshall University - Chief Justice Yearbook (Huntington, WV)

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We sought n and out of class, our lives as I students were changing. We made decisions daily—about which classes to take, who to ask out on a date, where to get some cash for the weekend. Too often it seemed. our decisions were made in shades of gray. We didn't have all the information wo needed. We tried to live our lives to the fullest, joining clubs, relaxing with friends, watching the Herd play ball. But we never thought about why we did tnese things—just that they seemed right. In class, we speculated about the teacher. What kinds of tests would she or he give? Would we have to wrte a term paper? And hew and v her would we find time to study? We had to make all of the decisions about our lives with very limited information. As students, we found ourselves testing the wate's of life. But those waters were often fi led with shades of gray. the answers . . . Top: Members of the Phi Kappa Alpha fraternity help the sisters of Trl-SIgma celebrate their Fall pledges with a ride on their fire truck. Aoove: The ODK Circle, dedicated in 1950, Is a mooting place for Kingston Akunne and Stanley Moamouu. Bicycling Is a mode of tramportatlon for some. Joel Cook peddles his way toward campus. Personal relationships were Important to MU students. Students met dally on the MSC plaza to talk about everything from classos to current events.

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Sunny day found tud«ntt studying outdoors at Mark Craddock takes a break. Fall leaves provide a comfortable resting place for some students. In shades of gray All g«i meet at the MSC to visit, to study or to hang out. 6—Oponmg lone, we found ourselves questioning the paths our lives were taking Where would our careers take us? How could we combine o personal life with success in that career? What would our family life be like? We read, we thought, we debated. And the whole time, things around us kept changing. It was no longer simple just to be a college student, to just live in our own little world. We had an obligation to know what was going on around us. Marines were killed in Lebanon. The United States invaded the island of Grenada. The nuclear arms race raged on. But where would these events lead us? Our lives at Marshall were only a tiny part of life itself. A very complex life where there was no black and white—only shades of gray.