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

Page 29 text:

WI TER Winter, like Sandburg's fog came on little cat feet. A preoccupied college awakened to find that the season had changed and students al- most automatically made the necessary adjustments for their society. Topcoats and furs began to emergef bermuda shorts and sneakers were mailed home or filed carelessly in closets. Basketballs and skates were inspected and made ready, and students, some expectantly, some appre- hensively, looked to the skies for snow. The human cycle continued, only increasing in tempo with the coming of the cooling days. Almost imperceptively the college scene underwent its seasonal change. The party season was on weekends, and during the week, the sport of Basketball brought cheering couples to the Houck gymnasium. Like a gigantic clown, oblivious to all but happiness, students closed their eyes to neglected gradepoints and unwritten term papers, and lived through lectures and labs only on the promise that every weekend would be a fabulous one. And they usually were. Everyone got into the act,' everyone agreed with 1. Alfred Prufrock that later there will be time. . . . But then the bubble burst. Forgotten examinations smiled down at a moment's notice, unfinished term projects demanded immediate at- tention. Frantically notes were borrowed, test files were hauntedg and coffee, eyestrain, and frustration kept everyone at high pitch. The end of semesters found the college enveloped in a silence that was born not so much of accomplishment, but of relief. Spring term break came round at last. fm

Page 28 text:

W 3 wwf Mi, ,avi ,mm ,WL . K, swfwxf

Page 30 text:

WINTER COMES TO CAPE With the first snowfall an electric excitement descends upon the campus. Books, typewritersg everything connected with the indoors becomes unbearable. Semo State is outside, admiring. Night holds a treasure of ghostly blue beauty that must be lived before it vanishes. Chance sidewalk meetings in the whiteness under a winter moon may gen- erate an abandoned fight in the snow or a skating party at Capaha Park. On the terraces and hills, outdoorsmen who have not succumbed to frozen toes forsake the bonfire and chatting skaters for sleds stolen from the gradeschool set. Youth and energy call out in the sparkling air, Comrade! Brother! Despite the morning's reality of scarves, galoshes, and salted sidewalks, the holiday air penetrates to the very classrooms. Students and professors find a common bond in the silences which proclaim that thoughts are elsewhere-on stalled cars, half-completed snowmen, the coming holiday . . . Cape S1c1ie's clock Tower strikes out first winter snow for all environs.