Southeast Missouri State University - Sagamore Yearbook (Cape Girardeau, MO)

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Www Sigma-Chis and Tri-Deltcls Float the Mules Down the Drc1in to win ist prize in Hoof competition THE BIG PARADE: AN IMPRESSIVE VIEWING F 1962 SAGAMORE Wheels pose sedoltely for admiring crowd. 22 U

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gjnm B.S.U. admonishes the Indians to Hobble the visiting Mules. Behind the seemingly effortless appearance of glamour, lie hours of hard work and plan- ning. Imagination as well as practical knowledge-especially important this year because of the new category of mechanical originality in house displays-came into free play in this matter of transforming the town and campus into a vast satire on the luckless Murray mule. As soon as plans had been laid, the practical realities of cardboard and paint faced the workers. Soon dormitory basements echoed with the sounds of hammering, laughter, the blare of radios, and shouted orders. In town, Greeks and organization committees hovered anxiously over floats and other displays. The minor tragedies of mashed fingers and spilled paint were quickly forgotten when dozens of elated Indians and downcast mules stared forth from every corner of the campus on the morning of the judging. Yet, soon decorations came down, trophies were put away, floats came apart, but the colorful gaiety which they had added to the festive scene long remained a part of Home- coming memories. Rituczlistic bonfire purges Indian spirit prior to Fil'ST-PlClCe flow is 0 Combinviion of PC1lnSTC1k baffle Wiih Murray Sfgfe, ing preparation cmd long hours. 2'I

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Sip-Epi-Alpha Chi prematurely bury the Murray Mules g but like an overgrown Phoenix arising from its own ashes the mule galloped forth to do mortal battle with the Indians. I love a paradeln Deep down within young and old lurks an instinctive love for that briskly festive spirit that a parade awakens. Perhaps it's the distant thump of drums, or the flash of sunlight on trumpets and cymbals, the kaleidoscope of bright costumes and pretty girls, and the stately, lumbering floats, or just the brisk air and the ex- citement of the crowds. True to its purpose, this yearis Homecoming parade added to the general spirit of enthusi- asm and festivity. Saturday morning dawned clear, cool, and bright-pen feet parade weather. Crowds of students, visitors, and local citizens pulled on their coats and hurried to line sidewalks, cluster on lawns, and hang from windows. And then it came: pretty Indian maidens, Model-T's, floats, clowns, bands, queens-even the Flying Indians moving high above the scene trailed a banner to wish the team luck. Yes, everyone loves a parade, and perhaps that is why nothing seems to awaken Homecoming spirit quite like that pageant of movement and color and sound. A Murray Mule lies collapsed where the Leming Hall girls left him. If only it had been that easy! 23