Purdue University - Debris Yearbook (West Lafayette, IN)

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,.-1 l T ARS bulging with suitcases and cratnmed with clothes, books, and odds and ends announced our return to Lafayette in September. XVe saw old faces and new and struggled to remember names unused through a summer vacation. Hlhich room was ours? YN'ho was our room- mate? XVe left our parents waiting outside, pufling under a load of shoes and books or balancing a lamp, typewriter, and waste- basket, while we found the answers. Moving was an all day project. The old cry, Klan on second, echoed through the halls of the womens residence units as Dad appeared carrying bags and boxes. YVe hurriedly crannned our belongings into drawers and closets and went to see how the campus had changed since last year. XVe found old buddies and caught up on the news. XVe revised our little black books, deleted those pinned, engaged, or married, and then looked around for more possibilities. iVe noticed new freshmen, timid and bewildered, walking slowly across campus trying to read maps half concealed in English I books. Xve felt very old and wise. forgetting that all we knew was the way to the Sweet Shop or I-larry's. The registration line was supposedly for freshmen, but a few Purdue lforevers waited with them outside Quonset Hut 8. Feeling very wealthy, with our first months allowance, we bought everything in sight. Then we elbowed our way into the book stores and pleaded for the oldest. most dilapidated used books. Often we found ourselves deciding which one we could do without until Dad could send us more money. The inevitable parties and TG1Fing treks gained motnentum that first week. XVe gut back into the college mood singing party songs and digging out dusty ukuleles and party hats. Bridge games came back in full force after the vacation lull with the familiar shout, fourth lor bridge, and just one more hand. The favorite tables at the local gathering places were dusted off and things seemed to pick up where they left off last june. Then classes. of all things, classes had to start, and another year began, ls LJN SEPTEMBER WE RETURNED TO THE CAMPUS AND IMMEDIATELY LOST OURSELVES IN A SWIRL OF ACTIVITIES Despite the hopeful rumor that pre-enrolling would save hours of waiting. we found ourselves being handed the same old line.

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IFE at Purdue was something different to each of us: studies, parties, activities, and various combinations of all three. However, we shared a common interest- our first thoughts of school centered around our living units. They were our homes, despite the hubub of talking people, jangling telephones, and omnipresent confusion that sometimes made them seem like bustling train stations. Here we ate and slept. XVe ate in anything from a robe and pajamas at breakfast to formal attire for a dinner dance. XVe slept despite time consuming activities, cold dorms. and the radio next door. These were the basic activities carried on in our living units. but it was just as important that here too we did our work and had our fun. The older students watched out for the new - showed them how to get second helpings, and when slightly under the weather, how to avoid the counselors. XVe rushed freshmen in fraternities and sororities and then overworked them as pledges. XVeeks were spent preparing decorations for the big formal dance, then after three hours' enjoyment we tore them down and threw them away. XVe brought our dates in for coffee and a hand of bridge. And we studied. when we could tear ourselves away from bull sessions. XX'hile some people called these sessions a waste of time, no one knew a better way to pick up valuable, miscellaneous information. In the wee morning hours, we learned the inside scoop on tests. professors. dates, current campus romances, politics, parties, and sex. XVe complained, enthusiastically and continually: but griping with someone who understood made life worth living. HESE WERE THE NEW HOMES THAT WE FOUND AT SCHOOL A trip from shower to room was often fraught with unforseen hazards. This one called for a quick retreat. Don't let that smile fool you! This was the second year in a row he's missed the homecoming game.