Kansas State University - Royal Purple Yearbook (Manhattan, KS)

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For married veterans the facilities were ■(ttMgggJg even worse. The trailer camp behind the military building held a hundred families, but another million or so searched for shelter. Every basement in town that wasn ' t full of water (and some that were) was occupied. Attics, likewise. Finally the Federal Public Housing Au- thority agreed to build a million dollars worth of units. They started them, but they didn ' t do fall semester students much good. The first ones weren ' t ready until early in January. You should have heard the griping from fellows whose wives had to stay at home with the folks. As for eating, remember when we used to drift into Aggieville beaneries any time of day and help ourselves to anything on the menu? Now if you are starving enough to stand in line for a meager helping, you can have it. And the Canteen! Coffee and cokes aren ' t always worth struggling to the fountain through a mass of sports. Books? You want books. Okay, students, get in line, and what a line! Then when we got to the counter we found they were fresh out of some texts and would we please come back Tuesday. Tuesday there was another line. Fel- lows who had sweated lines from here to there found it easy to fall in, and luckily the school ' s enrollment was more than two-thirds veterans. Parking on the campus became a problem. Cars were stacked all over the place. Harry, the cop, developed writers ' cramp making out parking tickets. Then the school blossomed out with traffic signs allowing parking but limiting it to one side of each drive and the whole thing worked itself out. The coeds again learned how to be coy with the man-to-woman ratio back to pre-war standards. The big beef of the girls was the uncertain marital status of the men. They hated to waste time fluttering eyelids at ineligible males. The College threw out the dragnet for more professors and got some, but not nearly enough. Profs who had become ac- customed to sleeping nights or having a few days off each year had to change their ways. Old boys who were used to looking down to the three students in the front row started raising their eyes and voices to teach a roomful of thirsty learners. Yes, sir, Moe, the old place has changed. More changes are needed, but the school has weathered the first big wave. With any luck she should make the grade. By the way, I spoke to the dean about your chances of enrolling next year if you get back by that time. He said, We ' ll see. ARCHIE

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