Lipscomb University - Backlog Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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a RECEPTIONS AT the first of the freshman year can prove terrifying to socially unadapted freshmen, but their minds and composure are regained and reassured by the smiling faces of professors like Charles Nelson, as they form an endless line of M.A.’s and Ph.D.’s. Pseudo-Sophistication Adopted by Green Freshmen CANDLELIGHT, SILVER and flowers are the elements making the end of the freshman-faculty reception, thus introducing them into the college world. 16 The first chapter in their educational career closed and on the threshold of a new episode in this saga, freshmen wander from event to event like a flock of lost sheep. Some appear nonchalant, others attempt to be wise, but all are concerned. Un- derneath a masquerade of pseudo-assurance lies a very unsure, immature character preparing to play his role on the campus stage. Will he succeed or fail? All personal attention is focused on this all important, fearful question. “Green” is the appropriate word to describe this unique creature. A freshman comes not really knowing what is in store for him, but soon is in- formed by the rigorous activities of orientation . . meetings, tests, receiving lines, and more meetings. Faculty Firesides provides an unique ex- perience as the new collegiate may fraternize with a faculty member of his choice in a social atmos- phere before he meets him formally in the class- room. A rare event to make an indelible impression on an all alone youngster. A green freshman soon is transformed into a seasoned “college Joe or Jane” and the metamorphosis is completed. The experi- ences of each during this naive period of growth are reflected upon many times with a shudder, a smile, a cringe... but always with a warm feeling of sen- timentality and reality.

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Campus Life is the shadows which won- drously envelope you within their magic and take you away from the world of noisy books and the jingling walks of a policeman. Raging flames of welcome warmth on those chilly football nights, and the freshman mixer with mostly upperclassmen pres- ent. The silent stillness of Alumni at ten each morning where some forget God and study and others near His matchless Throne. It is the rigors of Dorm life; cold showers on special nights; a male pressing his first shirt with scorching results; The mouth tempting scent of popcorn wafts across the splintered bleachers and again a ball game begins; probably typifying best the sphere of collegiant life. The sweetness and heights of vic- tory and the searing heart-breaking feeling of defeat; The boundless energy of co-eds in knee socks leading us all in voice-destroying cheers, not only for our Bisons but for life itself—this is Campus Life. 15

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SORENESS OF muscles seemed to be the order of the day as freshmen dispelled energy before taking books and pencils to class. SLIPPERY GRASS provided the setting for night courses in foreign relations freshman-style, Flying Dutchman. KINDERGARTEN TACTICS gave way to pseudo-maturity as green freshmen tried their hands at Drop-the-Handkerchief.