Monmouth College - Ravelings Yearbook (Monmouth, IL)

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Memories of friends TOP LEFT: Chris Mueller, Paul Da- vid and Gary Mcintosh. TOP RIGHT: Terri Metz and Lisa Johnson. CENTER: Bill Dolson and Chris Mo- derson. BOTTOM LEFT: Barb Cle- land. Mike Wolf and Judi Poettgen. BOTTOM RIGHT : Gibson friends gather on second floor. THE FAMILY CLOCK The proud pelican, erect and alone, glancing from somewhere between the cattails in the sad and somber marsh, stands lithographed for our eternity on the plate glass of the family clock. And behind the pelican a pendulum glides, swaying from left to right, marking off the time laboriously, as a mason does with bricks and mortar, building a wall against the foregone time. On either side of the glass rises a graceful pillar moulded from an oak, carved with spiroid and serpentine figures slowly undulating and unfolding back and forth across the face of the wood. Resting on top of the whole of the clock is the ornate, flowery arch with bubbles like the domes and turrets of mosque, manually wrought from solid oak, creviced with dozens of figurines. Under the domes worships the face itself divided and marked with Roman numerals, its only remnant from antiquity, as age spots on sagging, wrinkled skin, tallying every hour of every day. And the black hands like quivering arrows, reaching out, piercing the minutes, the hours, project the time gingerly forward, daring to change the future to present, daring to allow life time to go on. by Joseph M. Shields

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TOP LEFT: Tomomi Kabayama finds a new hat. BOTTOM LEFT: Donna Tutor ' s daughter, Tara, makes her debut at a basketball game. CENTER: Patty McClintock smiles shyly. BOTTOM CENTER: Kim Grove finds relaxation on a swing. RIGHT: Clarence Miller is impressed by the daily newspaper. You When I found you 1 thought I ' d found the one I ' d been looking for. I loved you. You said you loved me. But now things are different. Maybe 1 don ' t mean so much to you anymore. Maybe I ' m wasting my time searching for the one. If you aren ' t he, then maybe it ' s best That he never comes. For now that we are apart, My heart crumbles. The feeling of shattered glass inside me Sends shafts of pain Through my entire being. 1 yearn to be near you. Even though I cannot be a part of you Or your life. You once said that I dreamt too often. Maybe I did and you were right. But that was because I loved you. You were my lifeline of sanity. You showed me the way You always understood my problems And knew my faults. Be kind to me Understand me again. Don ' t turn away from me. You were the light of my darkness. Maybe I ' m better off in darkness. For there I may be able to piece together What ' s left of my heart. And if I do My dreams of you will not end. And I know that someday, sometime. Somewhere, I will find love again. And then light will shine Again in my darkness For I will have found you Once more. by Juel Robinz

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October 9, 1982 Monmouth vs. Carleton