University of Arizona - Desert Yearbook (Tucson, AZ)

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DESERT 1971 UNIVERSITY OF ARIZONA TUCSON, ARIZONA VOLUME 61 CONTENTS Introduction UA History 8 Traditions 26 All in Five Minutes Time 46 Everyday People 192 Indices 432 Finis 446 John Hoge, Editor William Ferguson, Managing Editor Ronald Clifton, Associate Editor Ferris Smith, Copy Editor

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AN ARKANSAN VIEWS IT ALL by Sally Cory Do you have a lot of them long-haired hippies out there? Folks back home think I ' ve gone off to a strange land, filled with the evils of a new world. I was transplanted into University of Arizona life, a culture that was to me ad- vanced and liberal. I came from Arkansas; I am a hillbilly fifty years behind the world I see here. And now people are telling me that Arizona is fifty years behind the rest of Amer- ica is that good or bad? And where does that put me? A hundred years archaic? I walk around, a dazed spectator in another era, liberated from my capsule, listening to today. Where did today come from? It is the result of every genera- tion that has existed, every society that has changed the world. Did youth always want to revolutionize the culture, always end up content to be a parent with the comforting thought that the next genera- tion would be able to do what theirs had not? Merle Haggard: I ' m just an Oakie from Muskogee. . . Who is the Oakie from Muskogee? Aren ' t there oakies, too, from, Los Angeles and New York City and Miami and Washington D.C. and Tucson? Certain- ly I grew up in an oakie atmos- phere. I remember a voice from a long time ago saying, It ' s about time somebody did something about those Ken- nedys. They were taking over the country. I ' m glad he got shot. There were swirls before my eyes of the golden Kennedy era, the great daz- zling balls revolving around beautiful Jacqueline, Caroline riding her pony with her hair flying, little John-John romp- ing with the puppies, the Presi- dent rocking silently in his straight-backed wooden chair. They were just people. A shot echoed from Dallas, and oakies the world over rejoiced. Marilyn Monroe couldn ' t face any more of the oakies, and she solved the problem her own way. I was at camp that August when somebody told me, Marilyn Monroe killed herself yesterday. I didn ' t believe it. Why should she have done a thing like that? She had everything beauty, fame, money, men. A regular Richard Cory. I ' d just got around to dis-