Kent State University - Chestnut Burr Yearbook (Kent, OH)

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ll l A '-...Ln .,,, ,-, u i E- Jlfstd . W B k L ' X ', . s' f - - , , gig to if r t 114 , . X AP early in different corners of the community and head to their respective places. Lecture A Bowman fills up quickly with freshman faces for history and psychology classes. They scribble notes incessantly, hoping to understand them later. Other students stride confidently into the Business Administration Building with briefcases, slide rules and pocket calculators in hand. Confidence quickly evaporates as scribbled computations cover blackboards. In Satterfield frustrations arise from learning French accents after three years of Spanish. Even one's native language requires work in English ifi.. . -,-:tr ,' - , ',j -' ' classes. Biology, physics, and chemistry classes are time consuming and difficult. After an hour squinting down the throats of microscopes, jotting notes and diagrams, the brain is ready for a rest. Physical education classes offer a chance to work the muscles as well as the mind. Classes range from dance, to paddleball, to gymnastics. Many require constant practice to condition the body. Gym lights burn late into the night. Other buildings do not sleep, Fourth floor Taylor Hall is always bright, full of architects striving to finish one more project. Downstairs, journalism students battle deadlines. l need

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wall of section numbers, their eyes searching for the exact one. After five minutes of myopic staring they head for the departmental line and pray. Finally, they try to cajole and curse the professor behind the table to squeeze just one more on the roster. Many attempts are unsuccessful. Profs come pre-recorded, That section is filled try coming back next Saturday for final registration I'm sorry. The students are sorrier. Somehow, things work out. Schedules are filledg registration fees are paid. Students head home , then meet friends over pizzas and beers and catch up on a summer-full of adventures. Professors head back to offices with class rosters and newly t ll ' Af -- 2 dittoed syllabi under their arms, then head home to dinners while the staff keeps the university running. Newness of routine is evident in red eyes and tired faces, but there is no time to be lazy. Right away, there are texts to buy and study. The bookstores are packed tightly, full of students with hungry minds. For hungry mouths there are refrigerators to rent, drag back to the dorm, and fill with munchies. Professors have lectures to plan and office hours to decide upon. For staff workers there are roads to repair, bushes to trim and rooms to clean. School hasn't officially started and already everyone is busy. Morning comes - the first day of class. Students, faculty and staff rise . Q ,.t. .i . -11 v.- x S yg. 1 e ii f . otogra hy, Opposite a e' Bob Lotte, top Chuck Humel. h P P s bottom This page, Thom Warren, lop left Lee Ball, bottom left lov Stenger, top right loe Lee, bottom right 13

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PX. Q-'-I copy, I need art! screams a Stater editor. Next door, editors, writers and photographers work under harsh flourescent lights and the constant night of darkrooms to fit together a year's experiences for the Chestnut Burr. Across the dark Commons yellow angles slice the sky. Inside, budding artists work at their masterpieces. Clay-covered hands slap and pinch at sculptures or pull stoneware from the potter's wheel. Art projects grow from days and nights hunched over easels and layout tables. Music majors spend days and nights practicing instruments and voice charts. Theater majors pace the hallways of Music and Speech with hair slicked back and faces lost under greasepaint. On another floor, telecommunications students labor to broadcast news and music over the air. When the clock radio blares on weekday mornings the university bustles to life. The quarter is short and the year passes by fast. There is seldom the right kind of food, never enough time for sleep, and always too much studying to be done. But interspersed with chaotic times are times of solitary peace. Moments of frustration are laced with those of fun and laughter. And there are as many times to stomp through snow or lie in the sun as there are to run from the monsoon rains. Hen byLaur1P Ma Photography Opposit p g Th W Th p g Th Warren, left. top righ I