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

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Surely nothing else is as precious as the gift of friendship. It 's through the friendly talk that our lives become more pleasur- able. If one listens closely, you can hear it throughout the halls of DSC. Sh. you can hear it. . . Listen to the music, let it fill the air. there’s love in the music. . . It's the sound of the 1983 marching band conducted by Rick Walter, drum major (H). They do not play A T us. but TO us. The cold, crisp winter air resounds with music as band members entertain the crowd during a halftime football game. (G). Listen to another sound; pop, pop . The sound of popping corn. Friendships pop behind the scenes as Bob Thorpe (F) enjoys talking and popping! Outside Mm thanks! The unspoken sharing between friends, as Carla Herold (F) shares with a friend. To friends everywhere, thanks! Thanks for the warmth of your presence. the yes- terdays we’ve shared and the joys you've given. It 's easy to be a friend. It begins with a simple hello. Say hi to someone walk- ing by and share a smile or two. It‘s easy to be a friend, and our lives become oh. so much richer when we take time to be a friend. 11

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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

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The stark whiteness of snow added a myste- rious quality to the landscape Its cool, clean, winterv presence masked the prairie. . . The sounds of winter were equally enchanting: skates skimming the ice, the crunch of snow underfoot, and the spinning of tires. Memories of summer months, passed through the minds of hard working business students, as they recall Business Challenge Week (A). Members of the business commu- nity were invited to SDC to speak to high school and college students alike, expanding student awareness of the business world. The students were divided into companies with a prominent business person in charge. Many DSC students served as business counselors for rhe high school students. A visit to Medora was taken to observe how business procedure was used. Winter A ‘balance in the accounts of na- ture. The sleet drives against the wmdowpane demonstrating rhe intensity of the winter winds outside. This turbulance is felt inside as Chris Fughet (C) works on a computer. The com- puter center has recently expanded at DSC. Stu • dents are now able to major in Computer Sci- ence. and computer coureses have been added to the curriculum. A step into the future. (Our future!! Outside, a winrery creation was a sight to behold, as Lisa Crow (B) admires rhe scenery in front of May Hall. The business o! spring and summer have passed. Winter has arrived. We now have time for books, friends, and quiet evenings by rhe fire.