University of Maine - Prism Yearbook (Orono, ME)

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the ROTC. The Honorary Colonel of the ROTC unit, Kay Fletcher, assisted by the honorary lieutenant colo- nels of the four battalions, Pat Fortier, Barbie Ilvonen, Pauline Cousins, and Jo Roberts, participated in the presentations of awards. Although the field was wet from a previous rain the sky was cloudless as the men paraded by with utmost precision. All spring the Maine campus was an exciting and busy place. I don ' t think the Maine Spirit died out with the closing of Maine Day activities. The sorority girls got together one night for their Panhellenic Sing in the Women ' s Gym. Many organizations held their annual banquets at this time. Look! Here ' s a program from the Scabbard and Blade banquet which was held at the Tarratine Club in Bangor, and here ' s another program that I saved from the Maine Masque banquet at Estabrooke Hall. Remember how glad everyone was when the Good Will Drive topped its previous record? Wait a minute. What ' s this clipping? Who painted the ' 57 on the top of Stevens Hall? I guess that was the Chi Omegas honor ihr THE MAINE SPIRIT- nmi ra L

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r steps to hear Kelly Elliot announced as the new cam- pus ma or? Everyone worked hard planting, raking, and digging . . . but who cared? At least we got out of classes for a day. We never had it so good! Even our professors donned raincoats and shoveled away. Maine Products was the general theme of the float parade. However, much work and ingenuity wilted away in the drizzle that afternoon. There were huge floats depicting Maines fisheries, pulp paper industries, and even the poultry business. Look at this clipping of Sig Ep s float. Their Big Chicken won the contest. The night of Maine Day. we all trouped to the gym to watch the student-faculty skit. The Talent Shelf for Channel Twell went on the air with Nelson Jones as narrator. President Hauck really stole the show with his adaptation of the Glo-Worm. I laughed so hard when he came flitting into the gym in a ballerina costume that my sides ached. You never know what hell do next. But the week didnt end there. Thursday morning we v cnt to the halltield to watch the Federal Review oi Pion.-.r K.lh ,.l «..rk.

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quc-Ntion of the week. Rcnicnihcr how the frcslinien smiled cver lime they passed the buildinj; ' It seems ii me that aKnit this lime the males on campus went on a little pantv raid. ttH . The carefree life of the canjpus ceased suddenU for a while when music instructor James Selwood passed awa . A Maine man himself, he cerlainK had earned the love and respect of all that knew him. His death was a i:reat sluvk. Sprint: house parties caught the spotlight next. The girls ' dormitories really buz ed with excitement. New party dresses appeared; the big question — Whos tak- ing you ' The campus and students really outdid thcm- sehes with spring festivity. On Memorial Day, Senator Margaret Chase Smith came to our campus to speak at an assembly which was held on the library steps. A big crowd turned out to hear Senator Smith ' s inspiring talk. SiHin sunburns began to appear. The sunporch roof Ihroimh Ih. h..iu..f i of Balentine was tilled with women on csery sunny day. The weather really was beautiful. I managed to prac- tice up on my tennis and golf by cutting several classes each week. There shouldn ' t be classes in the spring because warm weather just isn ' t conducive to studying. I wonder how the professors can drag themselves to classes so regularly. The Pale Blue teams of Maine also had a busy spring with baseball games, track meets, and tennis matches. Even when we didn ' t come out with the top score every time, no one could say we didn ' t put up a gixxl fight. The sports season drew to a close with the annual spring banquet honoring our athletes. Th: last two weeks of school passed quickly, and once again we found ourselves confronted with finals. I didn ' t study much. The swimming at Pushaw was too gotni. and I had to pack to go home. The Commence- ment Ball was a wonderful dance. The seniors were certainly thrilled when they heard that Ralph Flanagan would pnnide the music for the occasion. Class Day followed . . . then graduation for the seniors. I hated to see them go. and yet. I sure envied them! Mom and Dad came after me. They wondered where they were going to sit in the car because I seemed to have accumulated twice as much luggage over the course of the school year as I had had when I came in Septem- ber. Well, we crammed everything in somehow, waved good-by to everyone, and headed for home. Swimming, sunning, dancing ... It was a wonderful summer . . . but were supposed to be thinking about Maine Spirit aren ' t we ' ?