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

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FOUR YEAR

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The Campus . . . winter setting.

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JMU HIS is the end, the end in a lifetime of four years. For some it means that cramming, studying and school are over. For all, it is the close of wonderful and special memories. We remember those first days in school when we wandered, bewildered, through the halls search- ing for entrances into the Brown Building, and wondering where the administration had hidden the East Building. We remember those first days of each term when we grew so accustomed to long lines in the book- store and at the registration desks C3rd floor Mainj and how we sort of missed them as the term progressed and the lines thinned out. We remember Commons with its crowded tables and loud chatter, the library where we patiently waited for our books while the minutes passed, and where we invariably disturbed the studious silence with conversation. Washington Square Park was our spring, summer, and autumn home to which we rushed, at the end of classes, to talk and, for some of us, to explain. We heard the bootblacks singing while they worked and the children screaming when the Seniors stole their swings. After four years-and less for those of us who were strong enough to brave the rigors of summer school-of hard work and play we have reached the end. But this, too, is a beginning. This is the start ofa new period in our lives. For now the paths diverge and each of us must follow his own chosen road. Yet our futures seem so hazy. Even those of us who have planned with precision cannot be too sure of the great mystery ahead. But we have, behind us, the efforts of four years. The lessons we learned, intellectually and socially, the people we met, the friends we made, are not mere memories but are something more: they represent the strength which shall support and guide us through the days to come. This is the beginning. TO REMEMBER