Missouri Western State University - Griffon Yearbook (St Joseph, MO)

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Just regular folk Sitting here, staring at a blank sheet of paper. l can't think of much to say about Judy Carter's visit to the campus on Tuesday, January 31, 1978. She was here. Fifteen minutes late, but she was here. She spoke to a packed house in the Little Theatre in what was termed a news conference. Her purpose for being in St. Joseph, just one of the stops on her Missouri tour, was to drum up support for the Equal Rights Amend- ment. That's about all l can say. But you'll probably be sit- ting on the sofa with your grandchildren one of these days, a comfortable old dog at your feet, and this annual in your old, old lap. You'll turn to this page. look at the pictures, and curse me for not writing down a few funny remarks for you to use to keep those grandchildren interested and away from the television. Well grandpas and grand- Mrs. Carter fright! had a chance for some informal chatter with members of the audience before her formal speech started. By JOHN lVllEF'l kErrH DUPREE 1: 1. 1 ' -' I 'fl -3 .f - 'Q

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Spheeris lbelowl accompanied by Johnny Pierce, brings a mellow tune to an emotional climax. Spheeris linsetl during a lighter moment. hand, was far from thirsty. And even if he had, he probably wouIdn't have been able to find a watering hole, or anything else for that matter. From the front row, Kottke appeared to have absolutely no comprehension of what was going on. The lights and flash bulbs irritated him for a while, but soon he was in too deep to be bothered by trivialities. Luckily, whatever he had taken, or experienced, to achieve this voided existence did not effect his fingers. No matter how far gone Kottke was, his fingers stayed close to what they are famous for: masterful speed and precision. A magician with the twelve-string guitar as well as the classical, Kottke gave his fans what they wanted. There was a mixed reac- tion from the rest of the audience, but as previously mentioned, it was a mixed audience. So far, direct mention to the music presented at the concert has been tactfully avoided, and this practice will be continued. Words cannot describe, with any justice, the music of Jimmy Spheeris or Leo Kottke. Everyone knows that-at least everyone that attended the concert of the year.

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mas, l'm not going to let you down. Just tell the kiddies this one: Yes, I remember when Judy dropped in for a visit. Oh yes, I called herJucIy. You think I didn't rub elbows with the big wigs? You know I did! 'PIease, call me Judy,' she said. 'When somebody calls me by lVIrs. Carter, I always look around to see who they're talking to.' There she was, the daughter-in-law of the Presi- dent of the United States, and me in the same room! But you know, she was just like regular folk. Only thing different about her was the way she talked. She could put more syllables into words than you can imagine. I guess that's why they're so slow down there in the south. It takes all day for them to say 'Hello.' Why was she at the college? Well, she wanted us to get in an uproar over the Equal Flights Amendment. At the time, only three states were needed to pass the amendment, but I don't think she convinced us. After all, she was only here for about 30 minutes. And anyway . . Let them at the TV now, you still have your yearbook to keep you company. Judy Kupper rightl pauses reflectively before continuing her talk. The audience Irightl was quiet and attentive, as shown in the faces of Felix Flenteria, Cleftl Mark Finley, Icenterl and Francis Horuicki Irightl. wYgEN WEDDLE 'Y . QM., .,., . .Mg x . ..- -U A if KEITH DUPFIEE