Simpson College - Zenith Yearbook (Indianola, IA)

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“A little learning is a dangerous thing, Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring. —Alexander Pope

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Simp Ian of the fyutuA-e. The blueprints have been unrolled and out of the intricate drawings on the page slowly and steadily the new buildings have been constructed. You see, I graduated in ’43 and I haven’t been back since to the campus that I know so well. Just south of the library I noticed a new building with the same architectural lines of the Administration building and over the entrance of the door on a large bronze plate it says, “George Washington Carver, Hall of Science.” Hut the red leaves of the maples shining in the autumn sun are whispering excitedly about something else. I walked across the campus to a dormitory group with a large building in the middle of the three which is the commons and college dining hall. On the left side is the men’s dorm and on the right is the women’s dormitory all of which are overlooking Buxton Park. Fach unit seems to lx? accommodating between 60 and 75 students. Nothing looked quite the same to me as it had a few years ago when I was a student on the campus, and so I strolled over toward the gym thinking at first that here was one familiar landmark that had not changed. But I soon saw that attached to the gym on the west by a causeway was Simpson’s new swimming pool that 1 had heard so much about. I noticed that the shadows were beginning to steal across the campus and the chimes of the new chapel building peeled out with a melody that seemed to lend an air of inspiration to the whole campus. I walked into the darkened, hushed building and to my surprise found a chapel large enough to seat 600 or 700 students and also seating for the full choir in the chancel. I went from the chapel proper into the left wing of the building and found the Y. M. and Y. W. rooms. Yes, the greater Simpson that you and I had heard so much about, and had read and seen so many drawings of actually has been shaped into a reality that even we dared not to dream about. “For today and tomorrow she is being made secure for a service of leadership in a progressive world.”

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“Our hearts, our hope, our prayers, our tears, Our faith triumphant o'er our fears. —Henry W. Longfellow