Pittsburg State University - Kanza Yearbook (Pittsburg, KS)

Page 12 text:

A ; ' T LAST the Freshman boys could throw out their chest a little and s-t-r-u-t. Political candidates, all-school parties, dances, formals, dramatics, in- tramural games and other activities occupy the remainder of the fall months. Ad- ditional friendships are formed—for some of the politicians, not enough—and then home for the holidays. Back again! The frantic rush to complete note- books—friendship certainly comes in handy now- worry about finals and then a long breath. The first semester is over. A week-end with no lessons to study, and then those long tables, enormous crowds and lots of conversation again. It's enrollment time once more but not so bad this time. We're catching on to the ropes and picking “friendly faculty” members to help out in making our sched- ules. All this time “Jawn” Lance is showing the rest of the conference how to put the little leather ball through the net-bouno hoops. The Shockers had another little lesson when their grain was threshed 52-22. That's making 'em decisive, and maybe it was one place where certain friendships were NOT made. Studies, the Spring Festival, the tradi- tional Messiah, long slow walks on moonlight nights, (you know the kind, “Anyway we can be friends, can't we?”) and then the Seniors don caps and gowns. It's Commencement, and another class is graduating and adding to that vast group of alumni, strong, friendly and loyal. Sally and Bob and the class of '33, along with all others, look back upon an epoch year and recall its joys and sdrrows, murmur— and TT mfClljeat 9t

Page 11 text:

the spirit of friendliness, should be given official recognition. Throughout this volume, the aim has been to picture all of those who have spent the year here; to record those who are and who have friends; to show in a small measure at least, actual pictures of events and oceassions where friend- ship has been strikingly paramount. Sally and Bob leave Wideroad and come to college. Old friends, manners and customs are left behind. A new life opens and adjustments must be made. Perhaps their first official contact with the college is Annual Freshman Day. Here, to their somewhat bewildered minds, are unfolded some of the intracacies of college life. It is a new world opening to them, full of hope and anticipation. The beginnings of new’ friendships are born, kindred spirits find much in common and then, September 13, Enrollment Day. A maze of tables, cards, schedules, long lines of people and the incessant hum of busy voices. Then evening. Well that’s that. Tomorrow the fun begins. It did! The next is a saunter to the football field. Bump, thud, c-r-unch! That’s hard work for sweltering September days. But it was all worth while— sez you—for the boys in gold shocked the Shockers 14-0. The next day Sally and Bob do a little “looking-down-on” themselves. The occassion is the Annual Play Day when several hundred high school girls come to the college for a day of exercise and indulge in a day of various recreations and plays. i l c-. -,y ■ M'y

Page 13 text:

7 Thou Wert My Guide, Philosopher and Friend 7