NYU Washington Square College - Album Yearbook (New York, NY)

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Summer, Spring, Aufumn, WinTer-Garibaldi STands Panorama When The HLighTs Were On I A very special spoT was ours in WashingTon Square Park. So many benches, and oTTen a very special one, so many people To look aT, Talk To, eavesdrop on. A loT oT Trees, grass, pigeons, babies and a Tew sTaTues. We never paid much aTTenTion To The one in- scribed, Holley , buT we did To Garibaldi. lndubiT- ably he belongs To The Square, is cerTainly a parT oT many oT iTs legends, is cerTainly The cenTer oT The TradiTional Frosh-Soph Tug. Probably The TirsT obiecT we saw as we came To school was The Arch. Massive, powerTul, The grey sTone sTrucTure lends disTincTion, digniTy To The campus-seTs iT aparT Trom any oTher. Walking Through or near The Arch was apT To be precarious wiTh FiTTh Avenue buses and curving cars-buT we did iT iusT The same. George WashingTon was on one side, and way on Top, where Tew ever looked, were his words: LeT us raise a sTandarcl To which The wise and The honesT can repair. The evenT is in The hands of God. Special spoTs-The place you meT Triends, The Main building sToopg The Judson dorm and Mem- orial Church and gym-all huddled TogeTher3 The rooT ThaT Took you Trom one building To anoTher- by devious shorT-cuT meThods. ln a liTTle ploT by iTselT ThaT impressive, circular, usually dry TounTain where you saT and read in The sung had snowballs Thrown aT you by liTTle boys in The winTer-where They said PoTTer's Tield used To be. And The very wonderTul sighT +ha+ was The Main building, now brown-ouT-liT aT nighT. Walking down The paThs oT The park on a spring evening, noTing oblivious lovers and people airing dogs and characs Ters courTing Morpheus, you musT needs look back.