Roanoke College - Rawenoch Yearbook (Salem, VA)

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Seniors lx-'IARY ELIZABETH STANLEY ROANOKE, VIRGINIA BLEWM sphinx, 2 A n Sphinx, I, 2, 4, Sigma Delta Pi, I, 2, 4, Sec- retary 2, President, 4, Bmckety-Ark, I, 2, 4, hdanaging Editor, 2, Editor-in-Chief, 4, Players Club, I, 2, 4, Second Distinction, I, 2, 4, Who's Who in American Collegesf, 4, Y. W. C. A., I, 4. Possessed rare combination of beauty and brains . . , Masters' pet . . . did super job on Brackeiy-Ark for three years. . .graduated in three years . . . was a confidante to all the men who werenat in love with her and who wasn'ti . . . A colieepot of laughter. . .always percolating . . . could usually light up with thoughts of Roy . . . some gal. GENEVXEVE TnoMAs ROANOKE, VIRGINIA B.S., Biology Chemistry Club, I, 2, Biology Club, 2, In- tramurals, I, 2. Zoomed around in her blue Ford . . . haunted the Chemistry Building. . .one of the smarter girls who finished in three years . . . had no vices . , . quiet but not too quiet . . . a future lady doc . . . Professor Peery's pride 'n' joy . . . sweet. LAURA LEE WVI-IEELER LEWISBURG, WEST VIRGINIA BA., English 2 K qw, 2 A n Sigma Kappa Phi, I, 2, 3, 4, Vice President, 35 Y. W. C. A., I, 2, 3, 4, Sigma Delta Pi, 3, 4, Pan- Hellenic Council, 35 Honor Council, 4. Smouldering personality . . . definite ideas about life, love, men, and things like that... wrote some stuff that sounded good to us . . . a flend for good poetry. . .could talk for hours about most anything . . . Sager's chum . . . libra- rian with a sparkle . . . really liked to help . . . and could always think of something appro- priately nasty . . . dated by the million and didn't confine herself to campus Romeos . . .wants to do something worth While . . .only person who could quench Miller's huge ego . . . at times she was actually cute.

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Seniors BARBARA LEE MINICHAN ROANOKE, VIRGINIA B.S., History Sphinx, Z A H Sphinx, I, 2, 3, 45 Sigma Delta Pi, 3, 4,B1'dCk6iy- Ark, 2, Social Editor, 3, 4, RAWENOCH, 3, 4, Second Distinction, 3, 4, Players Club, 3, 4. Made lots of friends with her Social Scene . . . wasn't intimidated in her fourth estate practices . . . another of those three-year graduation jobs . . . likely to pop up at any time in any place . . . ran about with Nelms when she was here . . . not a one-man gal . . . dated about every available male on the campus . . . witty, ready on the up- take . . .likely to be seen lugging huge history notebooks . . . wrote voluminous poetry papers . . . a grand sport . . . popularity plus. EVELYN TAYLOR SMITH SALEM, VIRGINIA B.A., English Sphinx, 2 A H, A IP' Q, T K A Sphinx, I, 2, 3, 4, Treasurer, 2, Sigma Delta Pi, I, 2, 3, 4, Secretary, 2, Treasurer, 3, President, 4, Tau Kappa Alpha, 2, 3, 45 Bmckety Ark, 2, 3, 4, Associate Editor, 3, 4, Y. W. C. A., I, 2, 35 Second Distinction, I, 2, 35 Alpha Psi Omega, 3, 4, Secretary-Treasurer, 4, Honor Council, 3, 4, Choir, I, 2, 3. E. T. by choice . . . a journalist by birth and an artist . . . could do the nicest things with Words . . . an enviable good disposition . . . keen sense of humor ...ran the route between the college and the local newspaper . . . knew every- thing . . . reliable . . . sweet . . . sophisticated . . . charm and poise . . . will make a mark in life and take it in her stride.

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. Miclsf the Curling Smoke As the days of our college life lengthen into years, as the bitter-sweet touch of memory paints the pictures brighter, more glamorous than they really were, we will wish that we could recapture for a time the dream that was our youth . . . It was a good beginning, the Fall of ,4I . . . there were football games . . . dances . . . corsages . . . dresses that swished . . . stag lines . . . the full moon shining on the Ad Building . . . fraternity parties . . . the way you felt when you wore your pledge pin . . . It was all there, everything that you'd dreamed about. And then one day you stood in the Gym Store, listening to the broadcast from Congress, hearing your country marching to battle . . . boys that were your friends left . . . some of them never to return. But still this wonderful life Went on . . . more parties . . . exams . . .your first A and your first flunk . . . and you bragged more about the flunk. There was the magic of spring in Virginia . . . the inevitable love affair . . . the one that was to last for always . . . the one that didn't . . . Centennial . . . Sid Weinsteinls great annual . . . Hal Leonard at Finals . . . It was a great life if you didn't weaken. You were a Sophomore . . . wise fool . . . you were on the inside now. . . ratting was your favorite indoor sport . . . you told the Freshmen what courses to take . . . what professors to avoid . . . who to date . . . you worried yourself sick over rushing. You were a big shot. . . you smoked your first cigaret . . . drank your first bottle of beer . . . you didnit like either . . . but it was mad fun . . . it was sharp . . . it was smooth. You thought that the Green Hornets were too dreadful for words but as the men students began to leave in droves, the Naval Air Corps Cadets became pretty nice fellows. You kissed dozens of boys good-bye . . . you were engaged . . . you stayed up all night at Finals . . . you cried at Commencement. Life was here today and gone tomorrow. You were a Junior . . . cynical . . . slightly bitter . . . you laughed about the Nunnery . . . plunged into campus politics that were so fierce, so personal, so im- portant . . . so easily forgotten. You battled the Administration . . . to no avail. The Freshmen were The Kids . . . Cadets were King. You determined to be a career woman . . . but spent hours in Normanis listening to I'll Be Seeing You, and Writing V-Mail . . . You were discouraged and hopeful . . . you were sophisti- cated and naive . . . you knew your way around but you still got lost once in a while. Life was Hell. The Fall of ,44 . . . you were that nearly extinct creature, a Senior . . . there was a lump in your throat as you sang the Alma lVIater at Opening Convocation . . . resplendent in your cap and gown. Life suddenly became very real, very earnest. The dim realization began to dawn on you that there was a great big -fag 20