Davidson College - Quips and Cranks Yearbook (Davidson, NC)

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Business Manager, Donald D. McNeill, Jr.

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FOREWORD We are the students: raw material for the Process. We this Middle Class. Our gentilesse opens swinging doors all d We are an instant mix of youth and age. We can smear our paradox. We have the time of Dei in ticking clocks-we do out feeling them. We are not all the same. We come from suburbs of so Some even come from the vanished frontier, some from the the capitals of the world, where, too, wars were fought and We come from where old women in lavender on shaded veran and peer from behind satin window sashes down the brick But we are not the same. We are several different things in felt that something of what we are could be threaded throu that for four years or one has been you. j.- ..„i J.. :;. .:. . . ' .- :„:; from high to low the gamut of ay. Our patterned reluctance classifies unhinged portals shut. youngness on a slide, and in one grey-knot word, reveal the not know it. We, smiling, show our backgrounds-politely, with- phistication, from great hubs of industry, some few from farms, northern side of the cherished line of fission, and some from lost. But most of us come from towns and cities of the South, das still like to turn funny French names with their tongues, streets of the mind. groups, and many when alone. And the editors of this annual gh this fixed eye, and in these words. Look for something here