Marquette University - Hilltop Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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•f 7 2. Physics cl ASS The mud was packed around the sign. This was one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind. The crowd went wild again. Phase II had phased out the dollars in the quintet's wallets, so instead of the traditional bottle of champagne, they came armed with bottles of Coca-Cola and Mountain Dew. Since the ceremonies were quite unorthodox, instead of breaking the bottles over the sign, they were merely opened and glutinously consumed. It was a day like any March day in Milwaukee. The sun had disappeared behind the clouds and smoke. The smell of cherry blossoms was distorted by the heavy stench of the brew. The hawk was blowing off of Lake Michigan at forty miles per hour. The monsoon season had overtaken Milwaukee, and the quintet was absorbed in the elements of Milwaukee’s swamp land. The physics majors stood around for a few seconds pondering their next move. There was no pre-arranged script to enact, so the quintet scampered back to their hangout in the Band House, to tell their comrades about their devious exploits of the afternoon. The crowd went wild.

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Freshmen, you have got to keep that ID for four years now. Quick think of a safe place to keep it or maybe it will get up and walk away. Your lamenated face with all the vital statistics will reduce the Varsity fare by one quarter. Your magic pressed face will allow you to borrow books. And if you gave the right birthdate at registration, your trustworthy card will allow you to enter a magical mystery tour of the Gym—or the more exotic decor of Flanagans. But need we hip you to the fact of how much a person can change from the time he is a freshman to the time that he finally makes that fourth year seniority line. A dude can go from an outrageous straight, a la crew-cut to super-freak looking like J.C. the famous star of TV and movies. Or a guy can come looking like he just graduated summa cum laude from nursery school, and come out standing in line for medicare. Keeping with our high journalistic standards of fair play we offer a possible solution. The FBI has come up with an ingenious method, as they so often do, of identifying people that have evolved to another physical state. Its called fingerprinting—or fingerpainting. M AUqUGTTC UNiVGRS.il , t uotNr Identification cano RAYNOR 4-7 416 »t uCiCNT MUMHC ADMINIST COULCCK OCTOBER I, Ml IH-MONTH-VCta Lixixcm