Coker College - Milestone Yearbook (Hartsville, SC)

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MINOR SPORTS (Continued from page 121) eight on each side of the net. One team cheering victori- ously—the other just a little disappointed. And so after many games of each class team playing each of the others, the Sophomores carried away the 1956-57 honors. One of the important things about minor sports is the information it helps the participants to gather. Would- be golfers soon learned that “the green” isn’t just a color and that all “birdies” don’t grow feathers! It doesn’t take long to find out that “love” is something you don’t want on a tennis court. Practice makes perfect—so they say. But in spite of hours of practice in archery, the hopeful William Tell’s only succeeded in losing and breaking arrows—and completely missing the target. Perhaps that is the reason they never quite advanced to the “shooting apples off heads’ stage! Another favorite Coker sport which failed in perfection in spite of long hours of practice was horseback riding. Dot Harlow, student instructor, proved her patience by boosting morales after numerous falls, nips, and kicks. In spring, canoe and crew are two of the most popular sports. It couldn’t be because of the suntan it offers, could it? There’s nothing like paddling around a beautiful lake on a sunny afternoon. But the crew teams have a differ- ent story! After the girls have been weighed (no one tells) and the teams chosen, the hard work really begins. Some- how the girls forget the suntans and can only think of the aching muscles. But it’s well worth the work when the races are over and the winning captain is thrown in the lake. The one year-round sport on the Coker campus is ping- pong. Anyone passing the game room in the canteen may often hear the quiet ““pop-pop-pop” of the balls and the players spelling out in rhythm p-1-n-g! SENIOR HISTORY and McGuirt, secretary-treasurer, with Miss Newell still sponsor. We had lost Sylvia McElmurray and Vivi, and the faculty was unhappily missing Dr. Vail. But Sylvia Sweet had been added to the staff and to the faculty Dr. Barber, Miss Wilhelm, and Miss Washington. Miss Wash- ington was properly initiated accompanying a rowdy group of us down to the College Club for a spend-the- night party that resulted in that famed letter to Possum Trot. We knew we were supposed to be “grave old” but we had a party in Hosey and DuBose’s room one night that proved different. In fact we proved several things, one being that everything that comes in cracker boxes isn’t crackers. (Does Connie hate rats? Does she!) The climax of the evening came when a few Morgue juniors sashayed right out from under our noses with the sacred senior blackboard, entailing a big search that ended in Ginny Blakeney’s closet. At the Christmas Dance we had Marian Duke in the Beauty Court and Mary Oates in the Cutie Court. And when exams were over and our grades came out, nearly everyone had Incomplete in seminar or practice teaching or both. Pat Webster made good though in her favorite subject—monkey brains. And Hosey, who had married Christmas, left us. As they had done for three and one half years, Dixie slept through classes, Jane lost her glasses, Sylvia was late to Civ lecture and Lynn laughed. Admiral Farhner be- came Maharajah Farhner and a senior girl spent at least a minute on the top step of the amphitheater every full moon. Why, Marian Duke? As the year wore on we had some medical cases to come up. Sylvia developed neck trouble (Hmmmm!) and quit (Continued from page 140) waiting tables. Suzanne went to Charlotte one day with Mr. Reynolds. He went to the doctor. And we were all saddened by the passing of one of our favorite classmates who contracted T. B. from walking alone on the bleak Yorkshire moors. Marian Duke, Charlotte, Suzanne, Bert, Sylvia, Frances, and Viv were named to Who’s Who, and Mary Kay, Louise, Bert, and Dixie were tapped for Sophiades. Yes! And we won the President’s Cup. Bid got her pin back—and wore it. Mary Kay, DuBose, Dixie, Marion White, and Jennie Lee received their diamonds. 3 We had the usual fabulous Sneak Weekend, a grand Junior-Senior in a Paris sidewalk cafe, a big dance fea- turing Les Elgart, and Senior Music Recitals by Marian Duke and Dot Dowling. For May Queen we chose Marian Duke. Her Maid of Honor was Suzanne and the Crowners were Louise and Frances. In the Court were Charlotte, McGuirt, Little Mary, Bert, and Viv. At Class Day we wept at the fact that it was our turn to become “lost now in the wide, wide world’—and also wept for a hundred other reasons. Then there was only graduation left. A dream had be- come a reality. We'd learned a great deal from books; we'd learned a great deal more by living closely with people, working and playing together; we’d developed at least in part a philosophy of life. An d we had four years of memories to carry with us wherever we went for the rest of our lives. MAY DAY (Continued from page 79) The young maids in the court of the queen appear at the top of the amphitheatre. Two by two they walk down the rose-marked path to the reflection pool. The crowners and the maid of honor appear and take their places. Then the audience rises in tribute to Marian Duke. And moments later Marian is wearing the crown, being pro- claimed the senior that the student body believes most personifies the leadership aim of Character, Culture, and Christian Service—she is the Queen of May! For the entertainment of the queen, modern dancers swirl and leap about, expressing for their queen their feelings of love, happiness, and fun. 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