Clemson University - Taps Yearbook (Clemson, SC)

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A clear September morning, blooms with registration and a line in every direction. It all requires a little sweat and a multitude of pains, but once it ' s over you ' re glad and you realize you ' re in school again. For several days all that is seen is a hazy fog, and when it suddenly breaks, you find yourself walking to classes.

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1957 Clemson College, Nineteen Hundred-Fifty- Seven. A spark of hope to the freshmen, a gay year to the sophomores, a bore to the juniors, and to the seniors the last oasis before stepping into a wide desert. Regardless of academic status or position, our presence here the nine months out of this past year have been an integral part in molding our lives and personalities. The books, parties, dances, trips to the canteen, and the early morning walks across the loggia have been places and events which assume a somewhat majestic and sentimental position in the backs of our minds as a symbol of a progressive and fruitful year which will be remembered through the vicissitudes of our lives. This past year has been one of extreme im- portance and concern to the majority of the Student Body. Nineteen fifty-seven has carried us through the second crucial year of change and rapid development in which there were countless adjustments to be made, an endless flow of problems to solve, and the same decisions to make. It offered a challenge, was accepted, and by the time proven process of experience, was defeated. A proud college in a proud land, Clemson, U. S. A.

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A familiar and tiresome flight of stairs have led countless feet to and from math and English classes in the Main Building. When the welcome twelve o ' clock whistle blows there is a rush to the dining hall. After an hour of food and rest, its time for lab. Later in the afternoon your time and patience pays off. The labs are over and you stroll slowly to your room.