Lee College - Vindauga Yearbook (Cleveland, TN)

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76. xy A J l 1 l if 1 P 'X 'd ' rss- xx QQ I 4 .A', QE ' - In , 'I A ' .,-A. , 2 .. W M .Qi 351 Beverly J. Housley Elementary Education N. Wayne Howell Biblical Education B. Wayne Hughes Biblical Education Alpha Chi, Pi Delta Omicron, Pi Alpha Sigma Sherilyn Hungate Business Education Kevin Ivan Psychology and Sociology T. B. Jackson ' Christian Education T.A.C.T. lPresident 1978-793 Carolyn Elizabeth Johnson Elementary Education S.N.E.A. lSecretary 1978-793, Botaract ll lHistorian 1978-793 Carla Jane Johnson Accounting Sigma Nu Sigma lTreasurer 1978-799, Phi Beta Lambda, Alpha Gamma Chi lLittle Sisterj, Ladies of Lee, Phi Sigma Alpha Shirley Jones Business Sigma Nu Sigma lHistorian 1976-77, 1977-78, 1978- 791, Alpha Gamma Chi lLittle Sisterj, Collegiate Sertoma, S.G.A., Vindagua lSection Editor 1977-781 Sandra Jean Justice ' Sociology Rotaract ll lProgram Director 1976-77, Vice-President 1977-78, President 1978-791, lnterclub Council fSecretaryl 20

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TRANSPOSITION lAnna's Songl Charles W. Conn A lovely girl sat down to play, Her hands like moonlight on the keys, She filled the room with joyful sounds, With happy, haunting harmonies. At last she played a solemn song That none of us had heard before, The music came in rolling waves That washed upon a weeping shore. Just then I thought within myseU: This song sublime must surely be The best of all that men can hear, The best of all they feel or see. But then an aged maestro came, Who knew the lovely tune she played, He said, You play it well, my dear, But I will show a better way. When played too low you miss the point Of what the song was meant to be, So Ur you want the song to live, Transpose it to a higher key. When Anna played as he had said, Her song assumed a lofty grace That seemed the same, but yet was new, As it transcended time and space. Too soon, too soon, the music stopped, And left that sobbing silence here. Then, from afar it came again- In whispers from a distant sphere. Now Anna's song forever lives The way she played it joyously, And mortal hearts are blessed because The Maestro touched our Ann Marie.

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as -:cpu 5 G Love and the Milk Machine It was the third week of the semester when I first saw him and fell hopelessly in love. There he stood-the epitome of manhood, the physical embod- iment of all my dreams as if he just materialized out of thin air. He was digging chocolate chip ice cream out of the freezer, and I watched his muscles ripple with each scoop. Thereafter, I looked for him everywhere on campus, but it seemed that the cafeteria was our only mutual habitation. At each meal he sauntered through the line and picked out an entree, a grapefruit and two glasses of Dr. Pepper. Whenever I could observe him inconspicuously, I would watch him cut his grapefruit with his knife-so genteel! Sometimes it seemed that he looked my way, but I could never be sure. Our romance would never grow to maturity, I was sure, for society had placed an insurmountable obstacle between us. We were doomed to love from afar because he sat on the opposite side of the cafeteria from me, the milk machine serving as the barrier to keep us apart-the great gulf fixed between us. With heaviness, I accepted my destiny and moved about in a great fog except for the bright glimpse of him each day. But one day my course was changed: joy came back into my life! He bumped into me in the post office after chapel. When he apologized for his clumsiness the had been reading a letter from his motherj, our eyes met and held. speaking inutterable volumes of confessions of love. My heart soared! I'm not sure exactly how everything happened from that pointg it was all such a spin! But we found ourselves together often-in the library, walking to class, in line at the business office window-and we carefully worked out a plan to overcome the cafeteria barrier. We slowly moved closer to the center, each from our respective places, and finally met in the middle at one of the smaller tables. Together at last, we basked in the luxury of each other's presence. We spent every moment possible together, lingering after classes. after meals and at the door of my dorm until curfew forced us apart. I was so happy I could hardly breathe. Near the end of the semester, we were at supper. and he went to get more Dr. Pepper. As I watched him walk up to the counter, another figure caught my eye. Had I never seen him before? The sight of him entranced meg I couldn't turn away. He must have felt my stare, for he suddenly looked straight at me and smiled. All else faded from view in the brightness of that smile. His smile glimmered effortlessly in my mind's eye. He was the epitome of manhood, the physical embodiment of all my dreams as if he just materialized out of thin air. Ours was a hopeless situationg our love could never be. But then one day. he bumped into me in the post office ....