Bryn Mawr College - Bryn Mawr Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

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Possible, plausible courses were hard to find as Freshmen. Now it all seems so simple and we voice our- selves on all subjects. With a smug- ness that comes from looking back rather than forward, and acknow- ledging the safe position in which we stand, we can say that the struggle with diction, body mechanics, first year biology, and the Wissahickon Schist was worth it. As we pass, special delivery, from this into another world, we remember that we were contented with our life this side of Lancaster Pike. Serene and not too confident, we arrived four years ago, bag and baggage. A lot has happened and our four years rose and set with the war. And now we have emerged at the other end. It wasn ' t with one big Gulliver step that we took all in our stride. We swam around lots. But we tried to map things as we went. Before! One, txuo, three, skip. After! As we leave, however, we have a sense of satis- faction, not in ourselves, but in the choices that we have made at a time when decisions were hard to make, and faithfulness to those decisions even harder to maintain. The choice of college was right for us. While studying we have temporarily been on the brink of the world. Now we have a chance to apply our Plato. Diction, we will start with you, so that people will understand us, and we will speak in soft dulcet tones. Body Mechanics, remind us not to drag heavily around, and keep us limber in thought as well as actions. We learned to get along with the earthworm, so we should be able to tolerate lots else. We will take all that we have learned with us wherever we go. Could I interest you in some nice new Philosophy?

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The Profile! 11 ANISH the thought that the only extra-curricu- J lar association we all ever had with our profes- sors was outside Taylor Hall on a sunny day. Far be it from us to lose the opportunity to strike while the coffee was hot. We often met them down at the Inn over a menu. If we were lucky we could get a table right next to them. Then there was some- thing about the stacks that drew people together much in the manner of an ocean voyage. Launch out on a paper and even the coolest don would melt to find you down there in earnest over his course. (Assistance at a time like that we found invaluable.) Academically speaking, it was those encounters, friv- olous as they were, that are long remembered. The studied casualness as we talked laughingly of Plato, Herodotus, Huxley, and Holman Hunt, as we joint- ly singled out authors from top shelves brought a warm feeling around the Ego and a sense of fellow- ship with all. It was a unique experience the like of which was never gained in the classroom or over a bluebook. We believe firmly in the human touch and we want to make mention of the happy times, the personal approaches and the all too few mo- ments of mutual admiration that have sprung from our knowing our professors. We know, we know that we can smile. Matthew Arnold. Page fifteen

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En Famille, walk in the sun Come lasses and lads, take leave of your dads That well-traveled Path Tower in numbers Ah I School! Two for tea and Dr. Nahm 1066 and all that f