Rhode Island School of Design - Portfolio Yearbook (Providence, RI)

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Message from the (resident THE SANCTUARY AND TOWER at Lake Wales, Florida, was the inspiration and dream of Edward W. Bok, who, remembering his grandfather’s work in turning a barren island in the North Sea to green and fertile land, dedicated this tower to him. This Singing Tower, situated on the highest hill in Florida, is built of grey and pink Georgia marble and Florida Coquina, and rises from a lush green of native tropical growth. It is a Sanc- tuary of beauty and peace for flowers, birds and the human spirit. It carries on, too, the injunction of his grandmother, “make you the world a bit better and more beautiful because you have hold in it.” Nhl tu- Onupred

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PROLOGUE Yesterday and Joday HIGH scHOOL and prep were just behind us; Freshman Foundation, our first new step forward. Work? Ah yes! Ambition, readiness To learn, and a good sense of humor rallied to Carry us through the next few steps... Won’t you follow our activities, old or New, step by step?

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and Evecuhve Usee President CLASS of 1946 THe YEARBOOK for most college students spells the beginning of a new outlook and the closing of an old. Four or five years to the Freshman looms as a long and tortuous road ahead; to the Senior in retrospect those years are an all too brief period of exciting and on the whole delightful experience. Your class is the first in more than four years to be graduated from our fine auditorium into a world free from martial conflict, but likewise into a situation that demands of trained men and women a leadership that is firm, just, and wise beyond anything we have yet witnessed. Your professional equipment must be made to count in this new era; your maturity and mental outlook are of even more vital necessity. Someone has truthfully remarked that even the woodpecker owes his success to the fact that he uses his head. You must now, if ever, use yours. You can never be quite so infantile as the pretty doll who thought a goblet was a sailor’s child, but you can shirk responsibilities as a member of society if your sense of duty is warped or dimmed. It is a glorious challenge at this crossroads both professionally and socially. With William Allen White may each one of you say, “I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday, and I love today.”