University of Idaho - Gem of the Mountains Yearbook (Moscow, ID)

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With the intramural softball season beginning in late March, catcher Joel Horton and Scott James get in a little pre-season practice. Horton and James were both third-year law students and despite the unusual fleld condiditons, james nevertheless, rapped out a hit. (Photo by T. Frates) The record snowfall In Moscow made for trecherous sidewalks, srs Pe driving condi- tions and a lot of fun; provided every student had a sled. The numerous hills on the UI campus made sledding all the more enjoyable. (Photo by T. Frates) This unique kind of snowmobile was used sparing- ly during the winter. Slick roads and icy sidewalks limited the effectiveness of bicycles during the winter. (Photo by P. Lauro) Some students called it God's dandruff. others called it a mess, but regardless of one's point of view, walking from class to class in the fluffy white stuff was sometimes dif- ficult at best. (Photo by P. Lauro)

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Filing into the Kibbie Dome, members of the Class of 1985 move in to take their seats during the initial ceremonies. Before receiving their diplo- mas at individual college ceremonies, graduates con- gregated into the Dome to hear the commencement ad- dress. (Photo by M. Kimber- ling) The bright realization that one is finally graduating could be blinding at times. And for joe Carpenter, an American studies graduate, Vuarnet sunglasses cut down on the glare of reality. (Photo by M. Kimberling) Capturing the golden moment, Guy Connolly focuses his camera on his daughter Karen and her two friends Barbara Rahe and Carol Woolum (Photo by M. Kimberling)

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few days ago I was talking about how when | was a kid we used to get an annual winter urge. It went something like this: Daddy speaking to mama. “Let's pack up the kids and go to the snow,” Until | mov- ed to Idaho, snow was simply another amusement park, like Disneyland or Knott's Berry Farm — good enough for a few day's play, but once you tired of the cold and the wet you retired to the Oldsmobile for a comfy ride back to warm suburbia Having come from such a sheltered background, it was no wonder it took me such a long time to adjust to winters in these parts My first cold day in September found me bundeled up in thermal underwear — | didn't get warm for seven months. And after a year or two. my blood finally thickened and before long, | was able to run barefoot to the mailbox clear into November. But by the time the snow season rolled around, it was time for a lesson in physics Or chemistry. Or something As we all knew. water froze at 32 degrees Farhrenheit. It was a truism we all learned when on those winter mornings you trund- ed your winterized bod out to the old VW on a 26 degree morning only to find the windshield laden with ice. lf you allowed your southern climate reflexes to work. you reacted in the same way you used to on one or two really cold mornings in the old country. You got a pan of warm water from the kitchen, tossed it on the windshield and you either had a half-inch thick sheet of im- penetrable ice looking you in the face or a lovely spider web-like cracked window, And once you learned to chip the ice pa tiently from the windshield, you also learn- ed how to confront a frozen car door lock. Dynamite was always a good remedy. but less painful and certainly cheaper was a handy pocket lighter. Of course it took the bettr part of my first winter in Moscow (it was the worst winter in ten years or so the old timers kept tell- ing me) to learn all this stuff And because | was petrified to drive on the ice that accumulated on the streets. | found myself choosing to walk. Only | found | couldn't walk much better than | drove | slipped and slid and fell down a whole lot. I'm told the trick is learning to change your center of gravity so it was always above your feet; you may look funny walk- ing on ice, but it was better than a perma- nent bruise on your backside. But with all these things taken for granted, there were a few of winter's gifts that were really hard to get used to. | never became accustomed to ice on the inside of double- glazed windows. shampoo bottles that froze in the bathub or what happened to your hair when you didn’t use the hair dryer one morning. Overall, | guess the lesson was, once a person hailed from a warm clime, always from a warm clime. That held true. until the warming sun shone down on the Palouse hills in the spring, and reminded all that a Moscow summer was no different than a Sun Belt winter. O Snow seemed to be a never- ending nemesis at Idaho. Even during the Silver and Gold Day kiosk dedication in late March, Flip Kleffner, director of alumni relations, and numerous onlookers were forced to brave an icy blast. (Photo by R. Bohn) Regardless of the season, a stroll along the Hello Walk is one of the most picturesque scenes on the Ul campus. But during a winter snowstorm, the walk’s scenic beauty Is simply breathtaking. (Photo by P. Lauro)