Texas A and M University - Aggieland Yearbook (College Station, TX)

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from the desk of the editor . . . A few nights before Sam and I got together to write this, I was lying in the sack, thinking about nothing in particular before I dropped off, when the familiar cry came booming across the quadrangle, the sound bouncing around among the dorms for a while: “I hate this (.......) place!” I smiled and rolled over, certain that Texas A M would never die, come coeds, wars, hell or high water. Why? Because Aggies won’t let it die. The same sad soul who had launched his plaintive yell against a lonely Spring moon was destined in a few weeks to stand ramrod-straight, taller than he’d ever stood in his life. And, as the strains of “Auld Lang Syne” said “Goodbye, A M, hello, World!” a lump such as he’d never felt before would rise in his throat and when he tried to swallow, he would taste salt. Parting grips of steel would come next, and with each “So long, Jim” and “Take it easy, you dumb son-of-a-gun,” this Senior who had hollored “I hate this d.....place,” such a short time before would begin to think about what he got out of his four years at A M. And the Aggie Spirit he would ' feel would con¬ tinue to return through the years in the form of a donated building, a scholarship fund, a $50 a year pledge, or equally as important, just a ride for a hitchhiking fellow Aggie. That’s the way we of the 1960 AGGIELAND feel—that Texas A M College will continue to grow, moving forward on the shoulders of Aggies. Thus, the purpose of this book is clear: To show each of you what you did in 1960 to help Texas A M to grow and yourselves to become greater, better men, regardless of whether you’re Fish, Wet Heads, Sergebutts or Leatherlegs. Marvin A. McCree Editor, 1960 AGGIELAND