Loyola University - Wolf Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

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Students Are Loyola Students are the reason for the existence of a university. They are the raw material which is worked and shaped into useful and worthwhile products. Loyola ' s students — 3000 plus from the greenest freshman to the most starry-eyed senior — are undergoing great changes. It is remarkable how 1 5 or 20 classes a week, bits of gossip in the cafeteria, fierce rooting at basketball games, and eager jockeying for dates for the next big dance can change a raw young freshman into an adult, sober graduate,- but it happens all the time. Students discover maturity in the strangest ways: a chance meeting in the quadrangle, a question posed to an instructor, an especially pretty day, fervent Mass, or welcomed smile— the Loyola osmosis is subtle, its effect perma- nent. Taking the long walk that will sep- arate nnost of them from the world of classes and studies they have known all their lives, seniors accept their diplomas in the fieldhouse.

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PROFILE OF CAMPUS LIFE They are special years, those years spent at Loyola. You learn a lot, for one thing. Concen- trated within her walls is the learning and thinking and theorizing and dreaming man has done throughout his history. More of it will be absorbed at Loyola than at any life span in your life. You have fun, for another. The frater- nities, the sororities, Thespians, Campus Ca- pers, clubs, dances, games, Blue Key Talent Nite, sitting in the cafeteria or quadrangle. The Maroon and the Wolf— remember them? They are a large part of what prompts you to recollect your college days with such af- fection in later years. You collect memories which will remain with you always: the sound of silence broken by bird cries as you wake first in a normally noisy, humming dorm; the smoky dawn or dusk when the commuting students study between daydreams on streetcars or buses. There is the memory of Audubon park :hanging from the bare grey of winter to the leafy cover of summer; the reaction of the Michigan student to his first Mardi Gras; study sessions, in the library or gab fests in the cafeteria. There are the inspiring teachers, the new friends, the indefinable feel of the seasons, the new romance of spring. And you grow up. The learning and the fun prepare you for adulthood. It is not al- ways easy, this business of maturing, but the bitter is as precious as the sweet with an interested faculty to help you, friends to cheer you, and Holy Name church to slip into and confer with God-. These years are like old friends; you like to look them up now and again. Reminiscing is always a happy occasion. And this is the profile the Wolf has drawn for you for just that purpose— Loyola, 1962-63.

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