Chatham College - Cornerstone Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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Sure, we knew about the atom bomb. A new weapon of war- fare. But the war was over! Then suddenly we began to read — What Does the Atom Bomb Mean? ; we began to go to lectures on The Potentialities of the Atom Bomb. We listened to the radio. It became the subject of our bull ses- sions. It was important and we realized it. The U. N. O.— what of that? What were they doing? The power of veto — for or against it? What about Bussia, what about Great Britain, what about Us? Were we going to fail again? Then the strikers ! People out of work — utilities threatened — -business crippled. 30%! 17Vi;%! Everything had a new meaning to us. We began to worry — and still we had faith. Sure, we still go to dances. We still plan new hair-styles. We still play bridge. We still go to school and read Ancient History and gripe about Saturday classes — but we ' re think- ing and working. We ' re going to have it — this year of Victory and ever- lasting peace — Because we ' re ready. [15]

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What of the Year? A brave new year — a year of Victor} 7 — a year of new hopes and fears — the fall of ' 45 ! We came back to school with a song in our hearts and laughter on our lips. This was the year we had been waiting for ! Bill ' s coming home — didn ' t you know ? — Bob ' s home — Ray — Ted — Jack — Yes, they were coming home. We were happy. And so we went back to work. But we studied Shakespeare and thought about the new formal in Jonasson ' s window; we mixed our formulas in Chemistry and waited for nylons; we made charts for Sociology class and dreamed of the weekend at State. We liked our new den and remodeled offices ; we were proud of our expansion — so many new wonderful girls to uphold the traditions we held so dear. Yes, and most of all we were proud of our new President. We liked the way he talked with us and understood our problems — we felt contented and se- cure. We were growing by leaps and bounds and we loved it. This was the fall of ' 45 — full of brave hopes — but what of those fears ! We were set for a new world of peace. We had waited through the years of war. We had followed each ship from Guadalcanal to Tokyo and each tank from Casablanca to Berlin. We had waited patiently. Now it was over. [14]

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Arbiters: Miss Marks and Dr. Anderson, Dean and President, are our expert guidance force. With their interest and help, they make P.C.W. what it is — a small college we think is wonderful. Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life for which the first was made: Our times are in His hand Who saith, ' A whole I planned, Youth shows but half: trust God: see all, nor be afraid. 1 ' The past four years have held for each of you many happy experiences, but they have also held disappointment and anxiety. I would have you believe you have not sacrificed the best years of your life to the war just ended, but that life grows richer and more satisfying with the years if you have put into it those experiences which make it so, and have developed a healthy, sane philosophy of life. For you, I hope and believe the best is yet to be. M. Helen Marks Dean It is always a source of both pleasure and regret to hail a new class of gradu- ates, pleasure in their real achievement and regret that we shall see them less often in the future. A college education is a composite of varied experiences, curricular and extra-curricular. It adds up to a pattern of attitudes and interests, acquired and refined, and its results are ever present and enduring. Those graduating carry with them a portion of the college and they leave with us the significance of their contribution to campus life. To you, seniors : congratulations ! We shall watch your careers with interest, hope, and confident pride. We trust you will feel proud of us. Paul Russell Anderson President L16]