Chatham College - Cornerstone Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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J •tfil J We arrived one late August morning witln so many expectations, yet so much to learn. Hectic does not come close to describ- ing that day. In a crowded two hours, we moved into our rooms, met our roommates, and attended the first of many orientation sessions. By the end of orientation and more placement tests than were humanly possible, we were ready for the Watermel- on Bash at CMU, the major portion of our social lives until we turned 21 or acquired false i.d.s. Freshman year seemed to last forever, and our first finals as college students were unforgettable. Having the caffeine shakes so badly that we had difficulty writ- ing taught us that often the best preparation was a good night ' s sleep. Unfortunately, sophomore year brought another more difficult lesson, one in self-discipline. Freshman year, we thought we learned how to survive aca- demically; sophomore year we attempted to get the most from our social lives, too. We never lost faith in ourselves and somehow learned to deal with only the task immediately at hand. And then there was Acting President, R. Claire Guthrie in her high- fashion hats, smiling at all of us while she managed to charge room fees for us to stay in our dorms during Interim. To begin our junior year, we were greeted by our new president, Rebecca Stafford, and the knowl- edge that we were almost finished with college. By second semester the infamous tutorial loomed on the horizon. Many of us practiced by writing mock proposals in Junior Seminar classes; the rest of us only imagined what lay in store. First semester, senior year seemed entirely too easy, in retrospect anyway. The difficult part was writing our proposals and surviving our fall boards. Honestly, nothing anyone ever taught prepared us for our last semester. Above and beyond all the pressure to finish our tutorials at such an early date, we received phone calls from parents casually inquiring as to the status of our job searches. Even after four years, our parents still did not understand! As we fondly look back on our four years, we will never regret our choice to attend Chatham Col- lege. We will only think how lucky we were to have been a port of it. The Class of 1985. 16