Northwestern University - Syllabus Yearbook (Evanston, IL)

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IJQIIIIIJIIISI' in the flurlf seas of ewun lrwflf rrrrnzrning. Ile:-rilzg li,ll'llliY ref-eires r'um'el1tl'11te1l slurlenl attention ut the end of euvh quarter. The Stor of Our Year 0 'l'his is our story the story ol' we Northwestern stuelents who worlxeel. stufiiexl. play-el. thought. anel waitetl :luring the year ol' 'Sl-'52, Ks we leave fftn K . tenmal anti the hrst lllll tears. msule the eovers ol' other lroolxs. we laee the luture. whieh we xearn to pretliet aeeortling to our own hopes. r w . . . -h pp -A lllS IS Ulll' Vlllll HIS HHN' lll I't,mlee il HHN' Silllll' att-ui with inset-uritx that seeps through eaeh tlax ami ea.-In phase ol' our eollege life. Hur its-1-ox'ere4l walls haue not heen alvle to shut out the torrent ol world t'N1'l lls. Hur seal' has ln-en one whieh some eallefl a xear ol' quiet exaluatiou. whit-li others ealleei a year ol' apathi rlilltl se who 1-alles! us apathetu' out not see the new sprouts ol thought springing up through the eraelxs ol' our llSt'lllltD-SUIlllISllt'2illxtl surlaee. lit Our new university . whieh a small group of men had plant:-4l for us on uneleareri wilderness, was growing up. We were a part ol' it. Wie were no longer infants: nor were we giddy youth. Along with our eountry. whieh was IT5 years olal. we were heginning to stiffer through a perioal ol'intelle1'tllal atloleseenee. Um' timirl feet trippetl over eaeh other with eonfliet- ing problems: we grew in spurtse ellie phy sieal growth ol' new lvuilalings. the faster: the mental growth of laeing prolmlems antl seeking lor solutions. the slower proeess. We were sell'-eonseious about our behavior e we weren't the typieal. hui-loving eollege stu- elents that outsiders expeetefl to lintl. The proeess ol' solving our problems was a slow one lilletl with inseeurity. Korea was teaehing us that. The time ol' eomplete shock hatl passetl. Vltve tlifl not

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HIS IS Northwestern in l952ea university heginniug its seconfl century of growth . . . . . . . a university which has grown from a tlream with a 359.92 treasury to a reality with a S70 million entlowment. . . . a university which hegan with a faculty of four anfl a hantlful of stuflents autl has swelleel to inclutle a faculty of 292 and a stuelent hotly of more than 6.000 . . . . . a university which llits hequeathetl to us a reputa- tion of respect antl tlignity . . . ln the wilfls of the Northwest territory. our four fountlers hegan huihling an institution upon an ifleale wthe itleal of a nation of thinking intlivicluals. Wfhat huiltling materials had they hut hope anal faith? Wliat shouhl they have hall hut an overwhelming sense of insecurity Y In 1952. we feel shroufletl in a hlanket of insecurity. Yet. we have so much more from which to huilcl than tlitl those four men 101 years ago. Wife must not hreak their faith. When another century rolls arounfl. we must have filletl these pages with as won- tlerous a story as they hay e left for us to tell. Oltl College has seen our story almost from its heginning. Even our youngest lvuiltlings have seen more of it than have most of us. all . . . . it is arouml these huilelings that our story is tolel. fllurielfzlle Iilll'iSf4Y l I

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leap at the prospeets of truee by Christmas as we had leaped at the hopes a year helore to have our boys home by Christmas. In our growth we were finding solutions. Vie do- nated blood: we gave to HSV: we studied: but most of all we thought. The purple and white eroei shot through the soggy brown leaves last spring as they always had done. Easter. the spring weather. and the eroei were early. They helped to renew our unsmashable. youthful ability to rebound. But the spring and the eroei were not to bring frivolity . People walking to elasses along the lake on the grey May afternoon began to run. Other students. seeing them. ran. too. W'hat's wrong? l'ley. what happened? Look out there!-a planeli' It erashed into the lake. It was not an air transport ship earrying people places they wanted to go. It was a sleek. knife-like jet fighter. a produet ol' a world we did not make and did not want. This iron bird-ol'-prey' from a militar- istie world had eome to doom at our doorstep. More students attached themselves to the erowd that lined the shore. looking out into the wild lake. They watehed the plane. poised on the water for a few minutes. slowly nose its way downward. And Korea? You know. l haven't heard many of the guys talk- ing about going out on 'last flingsf Oh. some do. but most of usf well. we've learned to live with it. Did you hear that take-off at the party the other evening? Give my regards to lnehon. remember me to old Taigu. Tell all the boys at the thirty'-eighth parallel that I will be there. too . . Buildings and grounds men toured the eampus houses to set up air raid shelter zones. llouses blos- somed with red. and green markers. Bulletin boards groaned under the weight ol' the sign ady'ertisingu shelter loeations. thumbtaeked next to danee posters. Some of us had antieipaled. perhaps. another gay flapper era with the rarified atmosphere our parents had enjoyed. There. students who were serious eould be proteeted while they learned to think. unhothered by the pettiness of outside events. The others eould have four years of fling. But our eollege days were not an aeademie vaeuum. The world had eome in through the Sheridan road gates. It had planted aluminum quonsets lor the