Culver Stockton College - Milestones Yearbook (Canton, MO)

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Orientation was a nightmare . ADJUSTMENT WAS THE KETNOTE OACHES, professors, and upper-classmen formed a hopeful reception committee as September brought the first day of a new year colored by new faces and person- alities, another Freshmen class made its debut into college life on the hill. By bus, by train, by car, and by thumb, accompanied and unaccompanied, came the Freshmen, one hundred and twenty-eight strong, to begin a new and exciting ex- perience-COLLEGE. Unnumbered sacrifices and dreams formed a background for the coming of each . . . High hopes burned fervently in the hearts of students and parents alike as they ascended the Hill and saw spread before them a panorama of natural beauty unequalled by any campus west of the big Mississippi. They entered their respective dormitories, the men through the portals of Wood and Miller Halls, the women into the spacious quarters of Culver-Stockton Hall, bringing with them an assortment of bags, radios, trunks, parents, and friends. There they met their roommates, there were first impressions, immediate friendships, some uncertainty about the new roomie, but all in all, everyone was happy . . . Rooms became disordered closets, strewn with clothes, paraphernalia, and parents. House-mothers were candidates for psychopathic wards- they had a just cause. Finally the doting folks left-the Freshmen were on their own . . . A few started to straighten their rooms into some semblance of human abode-most went out on the campus to look over the situation-and what a situation! Romances began to bud, dates Qor should it be saidj engagements were arranged, appraisals were made, and social de- velopment became the subject of the hour-but not for long . . . The process of acquaint- ing the new students with the history, traditions, and regulations of Culver-Stockton College got under way. Hour upon hour of lecture, professor after professor, then adapt- ability and psychology tests-so this was COLLEGE. ORIENTATION . . . The Freshmen's nightmare-how to make an introduction, what fork should be used for which salad, how to make study easy-this went on for days and daze . . . Back in the dormitories the interior decorators had taken over, Barren rooms became cozy Freshmen Barger and McKellar move in little nooks. Qld Man HOHIC- sickness had also moved into no few rooms. But time went merrily on its way and the Freshmen followed, but not for long . . . for there were other barriers obstructing their path . . . the upper- classmen added the traditional hurdles along the port-of-entry . . . from green caps to Hell Week, these obstacles became reality as the Freshmen were being oriented. T

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Memories of a lost cause -any Republican . . . Phi Kaps do some rushing as part of their outdoor breakfast . . . Is Wakefield puzzling over what he might have or does he really know? One can hardly guess. Registration, and everyone except Crink looks as if he is bored or disgusted-Crink just looks . . . Our energetic band members are ready to begin, or else they just finished-what diiference does it make? . . . Stevens and Lange begin a beautiful romance-it lasted a week. Ni11E

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Another headache . . . REGISTRANT AND REGISTRAR CCORDING to Webster the process of registration is for the registrant to appear at the registry before the registrar to be registered . . . but Webster never went to Culver-Stockton! Unsuspecting Freshmen just walked into the gymnasium and beheld a half-moon of desks with the Dean gracing the head of the semicircle and Mr. Stout at the exit-in the intervening space were the faculty seated, bored, disgruntled, disgusted, complacent in their knowledge of the pro- cedure-due to a preceeding faculty meeting. Little did the Freshmen know what was in store for them. With light-hearted enthusiasm they began-seasoned upper-classmen sighed and prepared for the trial. First, at Mr. Spencer's desk the students received blue cards, white cards, cards, cards . . . car-owning students searched for the Dean-Freshmen and most of the upper-classmen purchased matriculation card before they could approach the enrollment entanglement. Not to be dis- mayed, the students waded through dozens of forms, questions, etc. The next step was to stand in the lineup before the scrutiny Amid the hustle 2114 the , , scurry of registration of the Dean. Mistakes-curt remarks about learning to follow direction, new cards and life began to assume the proportions of a bowl of sour grapes . . . Finally passed, the Freshmen and uppe'r-classmen attempted to make prearranged schedules concur with classes changed at the last moment by profs who didn't want to get up for a 7:40, or liked to sleep an hour after lunch. Back and forth across the gym floor- conferences-arguments-more walking- uncertain professors-the boy friend wait- ing impatiently-signing for any course in desperation-stifling heat-class cards -instructions . . . finished . . . Not yet- there was Mr. Stout-another long line- I'll have the money soon, Mr. Stout. - everything completed. As the students dragged themselves from the ordeal, some- body was saying, Geez, it was simple this year! Lineup on registration day Eleven