Harvey Mudd College - Spectrum Yearbook (Claremont, CA)

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WRAPPING IT UP. . . If anything is constant from year to year, it ' s change; this is as true at Mudd as anywhere else. 1982-83 had its share of arrivals and depar- tures; things we thought were fixtures are gone, and we ' ve been surprised by some of the things that have come to replace them. Physically, Mudd is a different place now. Who will forget the Decemeber storm that did a major landscaping job by felling some of our favorite trees? Apparently, Mother Nature decided to get into the redecorating, to go along with the new look at East (a.k.a. Mildred Mudd) Dorm, the improved word processing facilities, the revamped physics labs, and the bigger (you want me to pay 11,000 whats?!?). better bills. ASHMC moved their offices. ar]d even the mathematicians got into the act, translating axes to the freshl]; remodeled (and not a minute too early) Libra wing, lounge and all. And what should move into the empty space at Kingston but our very own Admissions Office (on the HMC campus for the first time), complete with a brand new Dean of Admissions; Duncan Mur- doch, lately of the Rose-Hulman Institute of Snow Sports (you know, Ski Terre Haute ), replaces Dean Emery Walker, who admitted us ALL (that means you. too, VH). 202

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Also missing from the Administration line-up are Tim Johnson and Marilea Price, while the faculty are sporting two new faces, Professors Brodt and Goldstein. A very popular face won ' t be around next fall, to our dismay; this is Diana Cozzi ' s third and last year at Mudd. But it ' s not just the people and the campus that have changed — some real fixtures are gone, too. Noticed how hard it is to get you hair wet these days? Last fall saw the end of that venerable (if thoroughly disgusting) tradition, Whirling. And who was it that turned Noisy Hours into Sing Along with Mr. Fred Hour? (I told you there ' d be trouble if we let a house into the neighborhood.) But to make up for our loss we got ourselves a nice two-dorm bash, the South-West C!onnection. And for the revenge hungry, room-moving enjoyed something of a vogue. Then again, some things never change, it ' s Sunday night, and I gotta do my math . . . a continuing Cycle 203