Queens University of Charlotte - Coronet / Edelweiss Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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Xklinter mornings soon ceased. XVe opened windows, no longer ice-glazed, to the friendly rumble of lawn mowers and the delicious smell of new-cut spring grass. XVe let in the sunny shrieks and belly-laughs of school children on the neighboring playground. Qhlow we would have loved to romp barefoored with themll NVQ saw full-bloomed one clay the thousand shades of pink azaleas around Blair Union, and then we looked up at solid blue sky, pieced only by Freshly-greened oak limbs. These were happy days of long walks and bicycle rides, of four-leaf clover hunts, of guitars and sandals and cocoa butter. The year was ending- quickly, now.

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Christmas came with cold, clear nights that made us look up at the haze-circled moon and wonder at its being and at our own. This time of year, perhaps, we felt the closest to each other. The Yule Log Ceremony first ushered in our Christmas spirit, a binding sort of spirit. We saw and heard and felt the same: familiar faces lighted by the popping bonfire and by small candles that quietly and unnoticed dripped red wax on gloved handsg hot wassail that seared the tips of our tonguesg rounded mouths that caroled winter smoke which blended with the windy swirls of smoke from the Yule logg a high child-voice that spoke, Oh, fire, burn away all evil! A Peanuts circe in a knee- sock stocking . . . the clean, pine smell of the ornamented tree in Burwell . . . Christmas chimes peeling from the bright church steeple on Selwyn. We especially noticed the small things then, and we noticed each other.

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Rule , . '41, .v ,uri yn we. ' A, . F102 Page Ten Halls lined with linen-filled trunks . . . bare bul- letin boards and dresser tops . . . quiet hours and exam breaks and signs of Write Right for Wright! We paused, though maybe for only a few minutes, and thought about the time we had so often hurried past us, about how quickly it had gone. We won- dered how much of all this we would remember when we could not see the girls playing Spite and Malice in the smoky room across the hall, when we could not hear the mixed stereo blare of The Su- premes and Johnny Mathis and lack Jones.