Riverside College - Tequesquite Yearbook (Riverside, CA)

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-t •w ' ' r , m THE CAMPUS, at first so strange and confusing, soon acquired a complfcx personality that varied with tlie time of day. For those who arrived early in the morning, it was a quiet, rested place, cool and clean and sweet in the fresh morning air. The click of heels on the sidewalks out- side, the slamming of car doors, the salutations called across the Guad — all gave promise of the activity that soon would descend upon the campus. By mid-morn- ing the campus was a busy, friendly spot. Students swarmed across the Quad, pausing in clusters for con- versation or cooperative study. In the Pit, they gathered at tables, com- muning over a cup of coffee, a bummed cigarette. In the Tigers Den they lined up at the snack bar, re- treated to tables to lunch and chat. in Earnest MAN ' S BEST FRIEND— Wuppy the Puppy surveys the noontide Quad. This is a dog ' s life? S«: ' ' 5 ' i! i5: yfif SS? - mt s .

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Blissful Tranquillity Ends .l-iJiJ CAMPUS CROWD-A familiar sight between classes is the swarm of students rushing through the Quad, burdened with books, but from the sound and looks of things obviously concerned with many things besides studying. DAY Rich IS DONE— Tom Hoffman holds up the Terracina archway as Terry Johnston and Contreras leave after a long hard day hitting the books. As Studies IT WAS ALMOST A RELIEF to begin studying. Regis- tration was a bit hectic, but the time finally arrived v hen for better or for Vi orse the program was set, books were purchased, and we were committed to a schedule of classes. Getting ofF to a good start had its own kind of excite- ment. It was fun to size up the class, pick out who were to be the eager beavers, who the quietly competent students. It was fun to size up the instructor, too. Was he to be the kind you could con out of a deadline with a sad story? A sadist who took delight in the low grade point average of his classes and pretended to himself this was maintain- ing standards? Or would he be that paragon whose lectures were always inter- esting and relevant, who was firm but flexible, and who insisted on and achieved quality work.

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12 Moods and A COLLEGE IS A QUIET WORLD -in mid-July, that is, after summer school students have left to beat out their assignments and before others have returned to sign up for the fall semester. The Quad is emptied of life, even the eucalyptus leaves hanging listlessly in the sultry air. Who- ever must invade these walls plots his route among the cooling shadov s. Already, yellowing leaves drift gently to the ground, crackling under the toe of the occasional visitor. Somewhere a door slams shut. In the distance, church bells chime the passing hours. Only the screeching of an indignant blue jay disturbs this cloistered tranquility. AT REST— It was a hot day, and Ed Blanton and Eleanor Simonsen paused in the shade to rest and cool off before continuing with Freshman Orientation activities. CAT-NAP — It took some doing, but Regina Sulli- van managed to catch forty winks right in the middle of the noontime Tigers Den. DOG-GONE— It was too hot for any self-respecting beast, but Carolyn Hoertsch just had to study. They found a spot of shade and a patch of cool grass. : B P