Presbyterian College - Pac Sac Yearbook (Clinton, SC)

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Around the Plaza How do I see this particular community called Presbyterian College? I think you have asked the right person because for four, thirteen, seventeen years now, this has been home. I ' ve seen her grow from three or four hundred, twelve co-eds, a part-time administration, a double-duty faculty, nine buildings, and a two-story house. She ' s come a long way, baby; eight-hundred-and-fifty, almost three hundred women, a full-blown administration, specialized faculty, seventeen buildings, and a big, red hole — called progress. The town ' s changed too! Grown a little here and there. Got a new city hall, jail, and fire house; new bank and a church or two, and a four-lane highway all the way to Laurens. We ' ve lost the Clinton Hotel, the Silver Comet, the hole-in- the-wall, Roddy ' s, Charlies ' , Morgan ' s, and even one of the railroad tracks. Students have changed; in the Fifties they wore jeanes and T-shirts and their hair was short; some wore duck-tails, long-tabbed shirts, big looped pants that were tight at the bottom. Now they wear jeanes and T-shirts and their hair not so short; some wear duck tails, long-tabbed shirts, big looped pants that are wide at the bottom. For freshmen in days gone by gin meant Beat Furman, Sir! rat caps and signs until Thanksgiving, carry my tray, shine my shoes; games of cut the book, goat rides, pajama parades up town, pep-rallys, guarding the campus, and bowing to the mail box. Now they make one sign, sing a song or two, get up a little early, take some tests, play a few games — that ' s progress. They used to drink in the dorms, make P.J., sneak a little in the fraternity rooms, and come in drunk. But now that the rules have changed they drink in the dorms, truck it into the frats, some still come in drunk, but they have forgotten how to make P. J. ' Used to have fun; stacking classroom chairs in the middle of Neville, putting old cars in the halls, panties and bicycles up the flag pole, and Lou Dondaro on every list. Now there ' s pool-table destruction, pin-ball smashing, telephone rip-offs, wall and sign burning, and frisbee. But what makes a community? People! People in relationship. People who give and take; who make sometimes one step forward and two back, but not always. People who get up-tight, strung out, psyched up, flaked out, screwed up, bombed out, get-it-all-together; transfer, quit, flunk out, cut out, or graduate. It takes all kinds; present and illusive adminis trators, visited, re-visited, and unvisited professors, now-you-see-them-now- you-don ' t staff; strong students and weak students, happy students and sad students, exciting ones and dull ones, some who make a contribution and a few who don ' t. . . and all kinds. . . and all kinds. 14 COMMUNITY