Riverside College - Tequesquite Yearbook (Riverside, CA)

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Actions A COLLEGE IS A NOISOME WORLD-especially from eight o ' clock on of any day that classes are in session. Outside the Quad, horns honk and hot rods gun their way down the avenue. Across the campus, a shrill feminine voice halts a friends on her way to class. Down in the Pit masculine guff- aws rise above the usual hum of late break- fasters. From the open door of a classroom come the stentorian tones of an instructor, making sure students don ' t miss a point for lack of oral em- phasis. Phones jangle in faculty offices, chairs scrape on the floor, drawers bang. Education is scarcely a silent process. 13 STEAMED UP-We don ' t know what did it, but though the weather was cool, something prompted George Smith to get pretty hot under the collar. He expressed himself well, too. CHEERS— Nothing whips a crowd into noisy enthusiasm like a long pass or a quick run through the line. Hailing some such play are Carol McCurdy, Paty Sanborn, Steve AAcKeel, Steve Connell, Karen Giles, and Rett Sanborn. Tiger victories kept the fans in an uproar most of the time. They had plenty to cheer about.

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12 Moods and A COLLEGE IS A QUIET WORLD -in mid-July, that is, after summer school students have left to beat out their assignments and before others have returned to sign up for the fall semester. The Quad is emptied of life, even the eucalyptus leaves hanging listlessly in the sultry air. Who- ever must invade these walls plots his route among the cooling shadov s. Already, yellowing leaves drift gently to the ground, crackling under the toe of the occasional visitor. Somewhere a door slams shut. In the distance, church bells chime the passing hours. Only the screeching of an indignant blue jay disturbs this cloistered tranquility. AT REST— It was a hot day, and Ed Blanton and Eleanor Simonsen paused in the shade to rest and cool off before continuing with Freshman Orientation activities. CAT-NAP — It took some doing, but Regina Sulli- van managed to catch forty winks right in the middle of the noontime Tigers Den. DOG-GONE— It was too hot for any self-respecting beast, but Carolyn Hoertsch just had to study. They found a spot of shade and a patch of cool grass. : B P

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Prattle in A PLEASANTLY NOISY SPOT was the Pit at mid- day. It was a place to let off steam after the dis- cipline of classroom and lab, a place to compare fortunes on an examination, to begin romances or to patch up old ones, to confer with instructor, or simply to relax over a cup of coffee. 14 EXASPERATING- Louise Hykes, chatting with Carol AAcCurdy, exclaims I tell you, this guy was a real nut! A real kook! TALK, TALK, TALK-From morn till night, people gather in the Pit to talk, and some even pause long enough to listen. In the panel at the left, Roya Hume appears to be eaves dropping on a conversation off camera. Facing the photographer is Marietta Egan. That ' s Sunny Gamache seated on the step. The intent listener is Joe La Rocca.