Austin Peay State University - Yearbook (Clarksville, TN)

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Here I am, Lynn Keeton, editor of the Farewell and Hail, who just happens to be cursed with a husband who's a Shutterbug; of course. it could be worse, he could be a flasher. Above - This is to introduce Jerry; sometimes being married to a HDoggie comes in handy. especially when he volunteers to drive a jeep over a few of the nerds you meet in a job of this type. Actually I should have listed Jerry on the thank you page. I should have thanked him for being such a sound sleeper and not growling at me for typing into the wee hours of the morning. It is with some sadness that I finally take pen into hand and write the final page that will end the 1977 edition of the Farewell and Hail. This final page is probably the hardest I have had to write since it is supposed to contain great words of wisdom that will, sup- posedly, be mused over by future editors. As far as words of wisdom go, I will leave that to the sages and philo- sophers. The only words of wisdom I wish to relate is to stress how enriching it is to be involved with campus activities, not necessarily a university publication but any campus activity. It seems to me that l have learned more about how Austin Peay operates during this one year than I could have ever learned if all I had done was attend class for four years. I wish every student could meet and work personally with APSU's administrators, as l have, and I assure you the criticism of Austin Peay's officials would be cut in half. During this year, it has always amazed me how these very busy people would take the time to help a frantic yearbook editor, when they could have justifiably turned me aside. This book was off to a very shaky start, due to the fact that all monies for funds were cut, and there were times that it appeared as if I would be editing a book that no longer existed. But, things, obviously, worked out for the better and hopefully the promise of a genuinely good book has been fulfilled; if not, it hasn't been from lack of trying. We, the staff and I, tried to start a precedent with this edition, hoping to bring a more readable yearbook to Austin Peay - one that would give a clearer wrap-up of the 1976-1977 school year. In doing so we felt, if we were going to do anything different with this book, we had to get away from the idea of slapping down a few pictures and calling them pages. We have made the break from tradition, it will be up to the future editors to improve upon the idea. So far this final page has been written with an obvious Imush and god theme, giving the impression that editing a yearbook is easy. Easy it was not; rewarding - that's the word of it; tiring e that can be included and in fact down right sickening at times can be honestly listed. It would be a lie to say that I have no gripes. Of those I worked with daily, I have no gripes, only the highest praises talthough at times I'm sure we would have liked to have pulled each other's hair out; It is to those students who made unfulfilled promises to the yearbook that I would like to gripe at. I have never been more angered in my life as I have been by the few students who promised to do a section in the book and then disappeared. It is those people that I would like to beat with a pica ruler within a pica of their life. Because of this, I wish the phrase HI don't have time would be barred from the English language. It seems to me that these people could come up with a more original lie than itl dont have time . Something like, HMy father's having a hysterectomy or HMy pet- goldfish is undergoing a lung transplant - anything but 'II don't have time . Having gotten all my gripes out of my system, I wish to close with a big chank you to Austin Peay for allow- ing me the pleasure of editing the Farewell and Hail; it has been, by far, one of the better years of my life. In editing this book I have discovered that Austin Peay truly has a unique and interesting population. This may seem ridiculous to a few but if you have met as many students. through this job, as I have, you would agree with me wholeheartedly. My closing phrase may seem somewhat rhetorical, since I have used it so much in the past; but here goes, HPlease buy a 1978 yearbook and make an ex-yearbook editor happy.