Peace College - Lotus Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

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drinking age to nineteen, and nnost college fresh- men are only eighteen. Not only are they res- tricted from beer; they are also cut off from the places to dance, meet people, and join many of their friends. They did, how ever, go out w ith quit:e a bang! Near- ly every freshman girl at Peace urant out that last night, along wfith the rest of the Raleigh eigh- teen-year-olds. DJ ' s at lo- cal bars played and dedi- cated songs for them. The excitement and last- tinne-for-a-year worked thenn Into vigorous dances of frustration for their plight. Not ready to leave, the girls jumped into their cars and sped down Hill- sborough Street in order to meke it in by that notorious midnight curfe w. Too bad we lost the fresh- men, but never fear, the sophomores will uphold the Zack ' s tradition.

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a.:. ' i;ia!mmmjm,iii «jMyaia)ffw»CTia! (Tl)S The Freshmen ' s Brief Glimpse of Raleigh Nightlife From tha first Friday that you were in Ralaigh, you understood that, tf a Peace girl A aan ' t going home, she w as going to Crazy Zack ' s for Happy Hour. A marvelous crow d hung out there. You dressed yourself in full awareness of the fact that you would be in com- petition vtfith all those girls from Meredith, St. Mary ' s, and N.C.S.U. And you A anted so much to im- press those wonderful guys that you nnissed out on A hile you were on cam- pus at Peace. Oh, those ex- hilerating nnen in their bur- mude shorts, knit Polo shirts A ith upturned col- lars — or perhaps a mad- ras plaid shirt A ith rolled up sleeves, topp ed off with a hat bearing their country club crest or those ever- popular Greek tetters. You were thrilled when that cute guy in the yellow shirt and plaid burmudas, whom you talked to for an hour and a half, asked for your phone number. He ' ll proba- bly noyfor call — you kne Af that — but then again, maybe he may decide to surprise you! Something ' s changed at Zack ' s, and at Harpo ' s as A ell. The freshest and the most excited faces aren ' t there anymore. The giggle in the girls ' pow der room has died someu hat. The freshmen are gone. As u e all kno A , October 1 , 1 983 put an and to the nightlife of the eighteen- year-olds — wefl, at the bers anyway. Our neigh- bor, Governor Jim Hunt, Bcted in response to tregedy after tragedy — in- nocent lives being taken by irresponsible drivers. The ne A la A raised the

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1,0 iT Take Time to Hear Your Thoughts As Students, we spend much of our daylight time in the classroonn, listening to lectures, taking notes, and discussing our views on the subjects being stu- died. But the most valu- able time, it seenns, is the time w e spend alone to re- flect and ponder what we ' ve learned in class. When we take the tinna to wonder ufhat it would actually be like to live in medieval tinnes and be a vessel serving a lord — or to be a uroman in early America who had no rights other than to serve her husbsnd and children — - we realize thet the people v e read about were much like we are — only we aro luck- ier. We can appreciate our easy living style and our opportunities for educa- tion when Afe put ourselves in the place of those who suffered incredibly in eer- lier times. Learning and under- standing seem to come more readily when a person looks st a subject in ways other than the w ay it ' s al- A ays been done in class. You probably have a poem thet you ' ve made your favorite because you know a secret about it that no teacher or professor has ever cracked — that is, if you ' ve ever taken the time for it. Time isn ' t an easy thing to find in this plas- tic, disposable, electro- nic society we live in. If we could give ourselves a chance to just sit doM n and think, we might be able to unjumble those confused thoughts w e ' ve stored in the back of our minds and find meaning to our habitual activities that we carry out so mechanically. If we understood ourselves, we could be more patient Mith others and appreciate all the potential friends that surround us during our two years at Peace. So go ahead, take your books outside and sprawl thenn under a tree. Spend some time alone. Take time to wonder, to dream, to smell the roses.