Lipscomb University - Backlog Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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There were carefree days; and dreamy nights. Differences dissolved in a “Psychedelic Delicates- sen” or a luau. They were young adults, no longer students, sharing together, being enter- tained by each other, but all the time learning, teaching. Classes? They were in that other world, the weekday world that ended as abruptly on Friday as it started on Monday. This was the time for the escape world, released from the uptight anxiety contained in fifty minute cap- sules, free from the bondage of time (till curfew, that is).

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28 For him there was a special kind of loving in a year at DLC. Going from day to day— moving upward, falling down. But no mat- ter which way he went, he found that special something—a love for life. He saw it as he studied, as he played. No one can appre- hend the total experience of DLC. It was an experience he will not soon forget. He came, he stayed, he is gone. Wr ia