Loyola College - Review Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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— STRIKE, AUTUMN 1969 December 6th, 1972. Dear Student: Everybody tells a college president that he is a fool, a kamikaze pilot, a utopian or something else uncomplimentary. When I say everybody , I mean government, business, radicals, be ginners, veterans, patriots, students, senior professors, thinkers, freaks, anti-intellectuals, foreigners, well, everybody. There is nothing personal in this as I read it. It is more a judgment against the university, its penchant for substituting rhetoric for record of achievement, the irrelevance of its goals and the ineptness of its methods. Actually, most people care little about the university. Those who want structures destroyed over in their corner of campus are zealous beyond belief in imposing restrictions on others. For example, students have argued for freedom and maturity of students by opposing the grading system, curricular patterns, compulsory courses but they, and their allies, do not hesitate to lay mandatory regulations on professors. And those who want structures retained at the height of barriers vote for their own acquired privilege. Thus, the specialist in any academic discipline raises his knowledge and experience to the status of dogma. Structures provide only one example, there are count- less others. What is disturbing about the debate on structure, or decision- making or any other phase of university life is that answers fly furiously, slick with sophistry; and there is no time to hear, let alone ask, questions about higher education. No matter whether we pursue the traditional methods of education or strive for new ones, no matter whether our education is structured or unstructured, there will always remain some basic questions for each one of us to answer. Some of these questions I leave with you in their barest outline. What is the nature of man? Who am I? What do I believe in? What do I want out of life? How can I best contribute to the good life or the just society or the Kingdom of God? Patrick G. Malone, S.J., President. he ; Tat ele 4 ariel

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FL Message Flrom Obe Rector HAVE been requested by the Editors to address a few words to all the Boys, past and present, who hail Loyola as their Alma Mater. The Rector speaks in the name of the Faculty, as well as in his own, and on an occasion li ke this he speaks not merely for the present but also for the past. All but one of the six who preceded me in this office, and in whose name I speak, have passed to eternity. To the Old Boys I would say: “Hold fast to the lessons you have learned at Loyola, be loyal to one another and to your Alma Mater. Years bring their changes to a Faculty, but not to the spirit of the College, which remains the same. Keep in touch with the College and remember that a warm welcome awaits you there.” To the Present Boys I must repeat what I so often tell them in my monthly talks: ‘You are the College; not bricks and stones, not play- grounds, not books and apparatus, not even the staff, but you—the student body—with your esprit de corps and your traditions, make up the College. To the Boys of past generations I can truthfully say that you are worthy of them.” ord

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I am a rock. I am the sea. I am a flower. Iam a mountain filled with gold. I am a river full of living things. I am growing. Like an eagle. Like a lion. I am found in the deepest forest. My heritage is drawn on the most ancient clay tablet. i iit ii My ancestors are like myself. are me. 1H found me in the darkness. THE At night I am a flame. il I am the wind. I am a blade of grass. I am the reaper.