University of California Berkeley - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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FACULTY ADMINISTRATION

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THE OAKS HE trumpets of the sunrise have not blown, And in the stillness of the dawn trees, Jeweled by dew and shadow mysteries, Are waiting, waiting silent and alone. These trees are old, so old they do not know How many suns and sunsets have they seen Between the lace work of a leafy screen They only know that suns will come and go ... We walk along the pathways of this glade Beneath old trees where silences increase Long hour by hour, while all the forest waits. We do not speak at all, we are afraid Of silence, and of grandeur, and of peace, We do not know these things, we are initiates. EDWIN DUERR lx !

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c rv? X5b: Blutf Gold FROM THE PRESIDENT EMERITUS MY reminiscences often revert to the long-ago days when the University of California was a com ' paratively small and struggling institution. The students and faculty were constantly and earnestly striving to make it a bigger and finer seat of learning. There were no massive imposing edifices to stimulate and increase the incentive for learning; the divers activities were in an embryonic stage; the library was inadequate and wholely incomparable to the lofty building we now behold. The great advancements prevalent on every side are highly significant and inspiring; in fact, they are a glorious revelation. They disclose what time, effort, and an ever present faith and loyalty can accomplish. That intangible something, frequently designated as California spirit, has reigned supreme from the first. Such phenomenal strides would have never been attained without it. Along with the beautiful symbols of learning, the students have moved ever onward and upward, steadfastly looking forward to unfathomed wealths composed of noble men and women. These young people came to the University as potential citizens. They have developed to the utmost; they exemplify nobility of spirit, mind, and body, all that is beautiful and good in humanity. Our country ' s ultimate prosperity is in their hands. To the men and women who are leaving us so soon: Carry with you the high standards and ideals that have been your close companions; put your worthy magnanimous sentiments into your daily deeds. There is ample material in this rich old world of ours if you will only search for it. At times it may carry you far afield, but ultimately you will be the victors. Keep looking forward, casting aside the irrelevant things you meet, and firmly grasping those that are worth while. Let Lincoln ' s immortal words be ever with you: I am not bound to win but I am bound to be true. A X