Dickinson State University - Prairie Smoke Yearbook (Dickinson, ND)

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The fresh bloomed Spring to summer moves. To crimson and golden leaves that choose. To fall asleep— heath heath clocks of white And feed the earth, which makes dreams right. Oh. isn't this fun.' remarks Tern Kune with lots of Christmas spirit.

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Its nor an easy thing to find. . . A friend along the way.. . A friend whose smile ex- tends beyond a single day. . .But will last for years to come as Lynette Schirado (D) demonstrates. One who doesn r just shake your hand and says a quick hello, (but who comes to visit you in sociology class with a singing telegram on your birthday!) as Lisa Waller, Rick Walter, and Jewel Roehl are doing. (A) One who doesn't vanish when the cold winter winds blow. This special kind of friend has a cheerful praise for everything you do ( Well, almost any- thing! says Cheryl Roehl, Carol Doth7. and Jen Deichert (C). And when misfor- tune turns the tide. . . He she is still a friend to you. The kind of friend whose attitude is never cold, but one who is loyal and has a heart of gold. Even if he. (John Bannis) has a painted face! (B) Twas autumn, and the leaves did die. The chilling winds went whistling by, Mow winter rakes her brush at night. And leaves a wonderland of white. Smith Chandler Winter quickly came upon us. Coldness may reign outside, but within, fires warmed the hearts of friends. 0