Asbury University - Asburian Yearbook (Wilmore, KY)

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PEGGY MOTT WALLY HARNED May Queen Snow King SENIOR ACTIVITIES In electing Peggy and Wallace May Queen and Snow King, the students bestowed upon them the highest honor a Senior boy and girl can receive. Qualifications for either achievement are very high—pleasing personality and appearance, friendliness and popularity, scholarship, and other traits of leadership—in a word, all that goes to make a typical Asburian. Four years! Long? They seem now to have flown by on wings of the wind. Remember them? The first—your Freshman year. Mardelle Amstutz and Herbert Clin-gen, your sponsors, piloted you safely through many dangers, troubles, and joys. The kid party in the fall, the spring hospital” party and then . . . Sophomores! Fellowship renewed in an informal get-together, a Thanksgiving vesper service, and who could ever forget that formal party in the spring? 122]

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WOVEN It’s peaceful here. The light sifts gently through The colored glass. How sweet the organ sounds. Must Be some student practicing for vespers. That lively Bunch outside just wouldn’t understand. I had to Slip away—for just a bit. How strange you looked four years ago. So strange and so imposing. I thought you stern . . . And strict with Bible verses everywhere. Foolish of me. You who arc so fine and strong. I laughed at you—But that was four short years ago. I had ambitions then. I was so sure—so confident Of life and most of all myself. But that’s all changed. I’ve learned a lot of things from Books. But mostly things outside have counted more . . . Like Love and Pride, Sweet fellowship of daily commonplaces. And greater still that Fellowship Divine that I Found here. I wish you knew just how I feel Tonight. I don’t much care what others think. You’ve woven friends and fun, hard work, Ideals and love into one glorious whole. I can’t begin to say just what it’s meant. It’s getting late. I just want to breathe a prayer and Then slip softly out again. There go the chimes—no matter now . . . How bright the campus lights shine out . . . Around the world—strange how they blur so now. Must be mist on my glasses. T T ' ® —Helen Graves. CLARENCE KERR A diligent, courteout and friendly young man i the well retpccted Senior President. Under hi guidance the »hip of the Senior Clatt hat been brought tafely into the harbor after a long sueceitful voyage. SENIOR OFFICERS Peggy Mott Vice-President Josephine Lose Treasurcr Franklin Salmons Treasurcr Evelyn Lockard Secretary Betty Smith Chaplain Lucian Smith Chaplain [21]

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SENIOR ACTIVITIES What a busy year the third one was. Don Falkenberg and Evelyn Lockard led off to a good start with the Junior-Freshman reception; a Pay Program in November; and the religious pageant at Easter. Then came the Gold Room of the Lafayette Hotel with a Junior-Senior banquet that spoke volumes for Evelyn’s ability. And last, your fleeting Senior year. A fall get-together, a Christmas party in the parlor, Dickens’ Christmas Carol,” Valentine party, Winter Carnival, May Day Festival, Senior Day, COMMENCEMENT—they sped by. Though the passing of many years may serve to dim some memories, blending them into one pleasant whole, others stand out, unfading. On the march . . . just resting a bit . . . posing . . . around the Maypole . . . crowning the quoon . . . train-bcarors . . . remombor the gold room . . . final march