Vanderbilt University - Commodore Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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A dedication is a means of expressing aH'ection for a friend. With this in mind, the staff of the 1965 COMMODORE would like to dedicate this record of the univer- sity year l964-1965 to Dean Nora C. C-haffin. Although her job concerns itself mainly with the women students, Dean Chaflin is truly a friend of the entire it ,, ..e,i 2 university. Her membership on numerous committees gives her a voice in all levels of university activity. Her love for Vander- bilt is being demonstrated this year, for during her leave of absence she is busy compiling the history of Vanderbilt Uni- versity. Every woman who has attended Van- derbilt from 1944 to the present will re- member Dean ChaHin's loyalty to her fine Vanderbilt coeds. Every woman will re- member the pride and delight expressed in Dean ChafHn's face as she surveyed the year's crop of coeds during orientation meetings. No woman will forget the faith that Dean Chaffin had in her that she was a good representative 'of womanhood. Women students will always remember the availability of' Dean Chafling she al- ways wants to see her coeds. The women students, however, do not dominate Dean Chafiin's thoughts.'She is held in admiration by the entire student body. Her interest in campus activities and her continual striving for the betterment of Vanderbilt make her worthy of all praise that she receives. Her ideals become an inspiration to each student as he moves from the university into the world. 11

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x if They say if you sit on Rand Terrace long enough, everyone you know will pass by. They also say hardly anyone will say hello, and even fewer remember your nameg then they go on to explain about that point on the ground ten feet ahead on which everyone reputedly has his eyes fixed. Don't listen. They only talk that way because they do the same thing them- selves. How else would they know? But do not under any circumstances sit on the terrace on a clear morning Cyes, Virginia, there is one now and thenj dur- ing spring vacation, or any Sunday after- noon at all. For then no one will pass Not a solitary soul. There you'll be, ting there, and the trees are maybe pi and white and fluffy like they have a of getting at that certain time of ye Or maybe the air is cool and white it and sort of sits there beside you on wall. And what can you do then but yourself: What am I doing here a way? First, of course, being what are, you'll say, Well, not a heck of a l But then, not having anything else to at the moment, y0u,ll think about i while and . . . -L? ...pi