Otterbein University - Sibyl Yearbook (Westerville, OH)

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The world which we were leaving behind as we packed our cars and headed for Westerville was in many ways disappointing- -increasing numbers of Americans wanted out of Vietnam! -Nixon's withdrawal plan was on schedule, yet American boys were still fighting and still dying! -everyone wanted to clean up our environment, yet it was becoming filthier minute by minute! As we headed toward school, car radios blared out the latest news: Palestinian guerillas had hijacked four airliners, devastating three with dynamite at their makeshift desert airport north of Amman, Iordan. The terrorists held 300 men, women, and children hos- tages demanding that seven cap- tured guerillas be freed. That same week the 1970 census was released. Figures showed that America's population jumped to more than 204 million people. September 18, Jimi Hendrix died. He was probably the wildest rock star of them all with his hips grinding and guitar whining making war with and love to his guitar playing it with his teeth and trampling it or setting it on fire in the end. But now we were at college And somehow those ivy covered walls separated us from the world. Hendrix was gone and we couldn't see dirty air or 204 million people or dead boys and exploded copters in our four minute walk from the dorm to our ten o'clock class. So we settled down -away from the past -away from the present -away from our parents -away from the world and we began to pound out our own pulse-our own life style. It was sort of a Utopian chance to begin again! And we were quick to take it. 8 1 'X . 45 Wide World Photo

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