Hood College - Touchstone Yearbook (Frederick, MD)

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FOREWORD his is the story of our college year, 1945-46. It was quite a year in every respect. I t was the first year that the war was over and things were getting back to peace-time normal. The boys came home, putting some balance in that terrifying ratio. We no longer dreaded to read the latest news reports. Rationing ended-most of it, anyway-and we had steaks and nylons and gasoline and new cars again. It was the year that hubba-hubba became part of everyone's vocabulary, and the girls greeted their returning service- men singing, 'It's been a long, long timefv It was the year that Van johnson reigned supreme, and everyone read Cass Timber- lane and saw Valley of Decision. It was a year of more serious things, such as labor strikes, and the question of atomic energy and world federation. Here at Hood it was a year of changes and plans and many new experiences. It had distinct characteristics all its own which we have recorded for you in the following pages. Perhaps this book deserves an explanation, because it is so diferent from most TOUCH- STONES of the past. It has much more written matterial, which is separated into two distinct sections. We did this because we thought it was the best way to present' many important things in our life at Hood that the pictures could never cover. So here it is--our college year. We have had a lot of fun pre- senting it to you, .although we admit we have not done it justice. We hope you enjoy seeing it in print as much as we have enjoyed living it' W JANET COPE.

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