Park University - Narva Yearbook (Parkville, MO)

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(litorial note: Well, what can I say? Here it is. The product of mucho hard work, not only by myself but also by my staff, who without their co-operation and help there would be zero. This is a different type of a yearbook. It took a different type of people to conceive and to bring about this change. I trust that it is a change for the better and not just a change. For too many years too many college yearbooks have been dominated by unimportant pic¬ tures of unimportant people doing unimportant things. Once that was the norm for colleges and college students alike. Well, fortunately times have changed. There are strange things happening m this world, m countries, in this nation, in the people, and, yes, in us too. Colleges have taken on a new status in our society. There is controversy. Students have become aware. Perhaps this will lead to an idealogical revolution. The only true revolution. Maybe not. It is up to individuals to act themselves and not wait for their next door neighbor’s to start first. Park College is behind the times. Not as much as in previous years, but none the less, notice¬ ably behind. There is too much apathy. I don’t mean school spirit. I mean apathy concerning life and the lives of others. Wake up, open your eyes, and for once See! —R. Woodman McSherry (editor in chief)

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nitty gritty dirt band October 25 Park College got to¬ gether a band. It was a real nitty gritty, country stomping, rocking rol¬ ling, uncontrolling fantastic blaze of stars, stripes and everything else and ma’s wash tub never rocked out so well. What happened? We were hit with an electric violin, mandolin and other assorted instruments blow¬ ing through the tubes of amps along with a driving tight charge circling around five characters. The group later transformed themselves into 1950’s rock and rollers complete with slick hair, jeans, Mickey Mouse and everything to set us up for some 50’s music. This was the night of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band and who ever heard Mr. Boe Jangles like that for two bits?