Grove City College - Ouija Yearbook (Grove City, PA)

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,J . -e .- ' Iliff! S. With the coming of spring, how- ever, our attitudes of love seem to change somewhat. The lagoon becomes a favorite spot for our campus coeds. Many friendships grow into love, and those who are certain of a future to- gether, often think seriously and confi- dently of the matter which a future home entails. Along with the Warm Weather comes the activity of the tennis courts, and the shouts from the baseball dia- mond. Practically any sunny day you can find our most beautiful co-eds fran- tically soaking up the sun. They are hoping for a beautiful golden tan in time for Spring Parties. The atmosphere of Spring at our college is fashioned not only by the Warm Weather and blue skies, but by the scenic beauty created by the cherry blossoms, and the numerous floral plants. Each month a different kind of blossom bursts forth on our campus. Along with all this fun, We try to struggle with our studies.

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Graduation is a time in our lives which We face with mixed emotions. Happy because We have completed a Worthwhile taskg We are equally sad at leaving behind many friends and famil- iar places. We hesitate for a short time, aware of the responsibilities which lie ahead, yet confident because of the training and faith We have gained from our experiences. We will never forget our foreign friends who have permeated our camp- us With new and interesting Ways of life. From Colombia, Iran, Japan, Ko- rea, Greece, Thailand, and Burma they have come. We have learned from them many fascinating customs and tradi- tions, and also an important lesson in understanding. We have come to love these people and their interest in Amer- ica.

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It really was a struggle the night the lights went out all over the campus. The quadrangle became our Hall of Studies, and the campus light, our Lamp of Knowledge. lt was the night the Varsity G played host to its first candlelight banquet. Never let it be said that unusual events are allowed to in- terfere with our scholastic work. As seniors we are aware that col- lege classes are all behind us. There were those mornings that we ran at full speed down hill, in order to make an eight o'clock class. There were those classes that we never thought would end. But, there were many that chal- lenged our every thought. Our build- ings, classrooms, and professors were the finest possible. The upper and lower campuses intermingled the old with the new, but with emphasis always on progress, our achievements were ob- vious. New skills turned into growing satisfactions as we worked from day to day. Will we ever forget that special day in May? Boys and girls took an en- tire day off to relax their minds and have a Play Day. The field was buzz- ing with activity. The waiters were running down the track trying not to spill their loaded trays, while out on the grass the girls' dates had suddenly turned into wheelbarrows.