Spelman College - Reflections Yearbook (Atlanta, GA)

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The man, who enhanced the aesthetic life of .. l Spelman College has left with us golden mentor i Tials which are exemplary of his love and his ideals. Forever will stand the Spelman College Glee Club. the A-M-S Chorus, and the Depart- ments of Music at Spelman College, Leland Col- lege, Alabama State Teachers, College, and More- house College. The beauty of the music which comes from the groups he led will echo to some extent the training, the resolution. and the per- fectionism that he instilled in them. Forever will stand his work at the Library of i Congress, where he was invited in 195! to con- sider the status of music during the past one hun- dred years. He was also :1 Recording Fellow for the Music Archives. Forever will resound the words of the lectures on European and American music at the 'Iiangle- wood Roundtable and at the opening of the Gen- Dr. Willis L. James BY RUTH BAETY A Man came Here in 33, Earnest Disciplined Bold A Spirit Dwell: Here Eternally Loving Singing Gold. ter for Negro Arts in Lagos, Nigeria, and the words given when he participated in the F irst World Festival of Negro Arts held in Dahoi, Senegal. Forever will be heard and seen the vitleo tape he made as an expert on the spiritual traditions of the Negro. This video tape was one of a series of fifteen half-hour programs produced by VVHYY-T for the National Educational Television. Always must be sung by Spelman students the chapel and vesper selections with zeal, depth and sincerity as if Dr. James were conducting the ses- sion. All of these will be and must be done because: A Man came here in ,33 Emdite, Resolute Bold A Spirit Dwell; here Eternally Surging, loving Gold.

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INTRODUCTION We live through Time at Spelman, that little piece of time that is ours. But somehow it is not only ours. It is the summing up of all the changes that confront us in our daily lives. It is a resistless, never ending and ever moving force. This is the Exit out of the constancy of routine into a Time of constant changes. The door is open, and here is your guide, Reflections. Like a Hash of lightning, the Time of the initial impression exists and then expires-but not without leaving its marks. . And so, with some captured marks of Time, Our Re- Hecti'ons begin with . . .