Hampden Sydney College - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (Hampden Sydney, VA)

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HAMPDEN-SYDNEY liAI.liIDOSf1C Jl'E 19241 Hey there, big fellas. I'm only just now beginning to recover from my awesome stay at H-SC. Even though it's long after my visit to your fair school, I still remember it fondly, if I were a guy, I'm sure I'd want to attend Hampden-Sydney. You guys really know how to live. I'll never forget the party I attended at the Maples - with all those girls from Sweet Briar, and the private quarters of jay Condrey upstairs. And, of course, there was the road trip for the junior members of the fratemity - you boys looked quite dashing, bound and gagged. Your study habits did not go unnoticed. Even though it was a few weeks before finals, the library was empty. I respect you. The fact that Farmville is not the most active metropolis on the East Coast does not get you boys down. Nor is it anything to be ashamed of that some of you seem to believe that beer enhances breakfast. And I loved the housekeeping in the dorms. The most important thing I learned is just how much storing clothing on the floor contributes to the authentic- ity of the rumpled-natural- fiber, first-thing-that-came- to-hand look which takes most preppies such long and careful planning to achieve. Do you really need to ask why I call Hampden-Sydney the preppiest college in the FANNING THE FLAME An Introduction 152 Lzsa Birnbarh United States? I have touted it from San Diego to New York. LISA B E: THE H.-KMPDEX-SYDNEY TYPE. IOM ROBINSON Why? Because nobody would believe it. There is still a College that time for- got, still a breeding ground for the right boys, with beautiful surroundings, and southern gentility. Hampden-Sydney is one of the few schools that hasn't bowed to ugly pre- professionalism. There stu- dents can still actually study the liberal arts because they will be able to mooch off their parents for the rest of their lives. Hampden- Sydney boys are part of a very elite group. I was touched, by the way, that there were six boys from above the Mason-Dixon line - they made me feel right at home. So how could I resist writing an introduction to . f this Kaleidoscope, The Official Preppy Yearbook? This yearbook will be your outstanding rnemento Qalong with your old BMW keysj of those intense college years, especially for those of you who have spent more than four of them at Hampden-Sydney. The preppy way to use a yearbook is to go through it page by page in private so that you can see whether you look gross in your class picture before everybody else notices that you look gross. Then you open the year- book to the funniest pages, e.g., the faculty, and you look at those and laugh with your friends. Then you spend the next three days practically sleeping with your yearbook. The impor- tant thing is to become obsessed with your yearbook - spend the entire summer memorizing it. You must make sure to protect it from sand, gin, and suntan lotion. Since I am a girl, it was always proper to have my friends sign my yearbook. J

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THR OF1 IC1IAI. ' PREPPY YEARBUOK KIQUIITUIN 1 ........ ....... 1 '16 X 5fJIJ114J111UIL'S .............. 130 1'11it'S11II1t'I1 ................. 156 COMMENCEMENT THE 1981 DE-EMPHASIS Rites of Passage II A Postlude The Last Days ............ 173 CI4IAP'1'ER vm -'OB 51 R1 D Pulling me CORC ..... . . 179 THE OLD BUY CHAPTER XI NETWORK Whom do I know in S Ii Grosse Pointe? -- Patronize our Advertisers Dircc'lory ..... . . 163 Dining with Following in Daddy's DOLl1J1C'1iI11l . . . . . 170 Footsteps ......... . . . . 185 1

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'l'Hli Ol FICZlAl.'l' PREPPY YPIARBOOK For guys, however, I'm not sure what the preferred eti- quette is. Is it considered bush league for a guy to ask another guy to sign his yearbook? Perhaps we should tum to Tommy Shomo, the man who wrote my Bible, To Manner Born, To Manners Bred, for the answer. Finally, a word about Mummy and Daddy. What yearbook would be complete without patron saints? And what gloriously prep role models you boys have in the Buntings. You've got to admire a man who wears a five-inch-thick gold embroi- dered crest on his blazer and stills drinks his Budweiser from a can. And as for Mrs. Bunting, she's the mummy we all wish we had. Imagine my joy, then, after having been on tour all year, eating in strange hotels and with strange people, at having dinner with the Buntings in Middlecourt. The service was gracious, Middlecourt was quite taste- fully decorated, from the Love, Lisa oriental rugs to the beer cans in the refrigerator. It was just a picture of prep elegance. I made a special effort to wear a skirt that night. Finally, in times of crisis, be it fiscal, domestic, inter- national, or imaginary, Shep Haw and I will try to get Hampden-Sydney Col- lege its rightful national press coverage. Thank you. And sign my book. GENUINE ARISTOCRACY is grounded upon lthesej principles. Its first and most salient character is its interior security, and the chief visible evidence of that security is the freedom that goes with it-not only freedom in act, the divine right of the aristocrat to do what he jolly well pleases, so long as he does not violate the primary guaran- tees and obligations of his class, but also and more importantly freedom in thought, the liberty to try and err, the right to be his own man. It is the instinct of a true aristocracy, DOI to punish eccentricity by expulsion, but to throw a mantle of protection about it-to safeguard it from the suspicions and resentments of the lower orders. Those lower orders are inert, timid, inhospitable to ideas, hostile to changes, faithful to a few maudlin superstitions. All progress goes on on the higher levels. It is there that salient personalities, made secure by artificial immunities, may oscillate most widely from the normal track. It is within that entrenched fold. out of reach of the immemorial certainties of the mob, that extraordinary men of the lower orders may find their city of refuge, and breathe a clear air. This, indeed, is at once the hall-mark and the justification of an aristocracy-that it is beyond responsibility to the general masses of men, and hence superior to both their degraded belongings and their no less degraded aversions. It is nothing if it is not autonomous, curious, venturesome, courageous, and everything if it is. It is the custodian of the qualities that make for change and experimentg it is the class that organizes danger to the service of the race: it pays for its high prerogatives by standing in the forefront of the fray. li H. L. MENCKEN