Earlham College - Sargasso Yearbook (Richmond, IN)

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VERLON BALLINGER DOROTHY JOHNSON other class. That was the year our toot- ball team had an undefeated season, lremember the two games with Frank- Iin?l and our boys played an important role in its successes. It wasn't long, though, before otticial looking enve- Iopes began to appear in mail boxes with uncomfortable frequency, and the armed torces' gain was our loss. Now that the war is over those same boys L t t -t1iJr MARY LEA WOLFE FRED WINDER GENE HART VIRGINIA DUKE whom we sent off to the strains ot For I-Ie's a Jolly Good FeIIow are coming back, and we can't help wishing that they could return as members of our class. We will remember particularly Jus Couillard who can never come back but who will indeed remain one of us. Too soon our Freshman days came to an end, and we scattered to various parts ofthe country after taking sacred

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there pitching to make Earlham live up to our dream of what she was, is, and ever shall be. Our memories of that first year bring chuckles now as we recall them. It seemed that we were always crawling out of bed at some unheard of hour to carry out some tradition that was men- tioned vaguely by some upperclassman. We didn't always get directions straight either. Remember singing Christmas carols one Sunday morning at the fac- ulty homes? We always wondered what they thought when our wavering voices tchattering teeth, you knowl interrupted their peaceful slumbers. Liz was noted that year for the Blue Goose, one of the few cars on campus, instead of for her autographed cast. One of the biggest social events of the year was Prof Claydon's masquerade party. I-low well we remember Thomp- son, Johnson, and Pray charmingly at- tired in tunics and hair bows. The big mystery of the year could aptly be en- titled The Strange Disappearance of the Silverware. We know some sen- iors who could solve that riddle, too. A traditional event with an unusual as- pect was May Day. That year we ac- tually ate breakfast on the I-Ieart, and we remember shivering in our crepe paper aprons as we hurried to serve the creamed chicken and strawberries be- fore they froze. I943 was a war year, and because of that we had the honor of having a greater percentage of men than any FRANCIS PRAY VIRGINIA ROHRBOUGI-I JOHN ROGERS ,V N Page t tv th Q

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GRACE CHAMPE WILLIAM BUTTEREIELD MIRIAM CLOUSER DENVER CLOUSER pledges to write often. Our best wishes went especially to Clucky, Vonnie, and Bobbie who left us for good to enter married bliss. In September we flocked back flaunt- ing our carefully acquired tans. It was different this time. There were old friends to greet, new rooms to decorate, and, strangest of all, new freshmen. At first we felt a little hurt as we saw our special place taken over by others, but then it dawned on us that we were sophomores. Now we could watch other unfortunates scrub the sidewalks with toothbrushes and stumble through the Alma Mater. We felt a kind of trium- phant pleasure as we saw the faces of those cute freshman girls scrubbed, shining, and innocent of makeup, with WSW-Qt sl' 3, W0 Q UP' Page twentv-fi