University of Detroit - Tower Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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fn. Q A COED'S WAY OF RELAXING ON A CRISP AUTUMN EVENING WHILE PEERING AT A BONFIRE. THIS IS PENSIVENESS, ATTENTION, ABSORBTION IN LIFE AND LIVING. A COMPLEMENT TO THE SERIOUS WORK THAT GOES ON DURING HOMECOMING PREP- ARATIONS. FRIZZLED HAIR, STRAINED ARMS AND MOUTHS PINNING, TACKING NAILS. Wigs

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zz: Registration comes in the fall. It is a complex climax to the long and carefree summer months. It is a conglomeration of papers, cards, and tickets crammed into a short three hour period that seems to drag to 30 hours. It is long lines that take many min- utes to move through. There are conflicts and permissions, checks and rechecks, fees and informa- tion, and integration of hours. Every freshman finds his college spirit suffering its first defeat on registration day. This is the only chance that one has for writing his name, address, and phone number more times in one day than during the entire remainder of the year. And yet, it is not all a difficult affair. There is some degree of enjoyment in it. Even the worst things in life have their good points. You are entitled to your choice of rising early in the morning and attending an 8:00 coffee session or of sleeping in late in order to prepare for a five hour period starting in the after- noon. That is one easy feature. Another is that the bursar relieves you of your tuition so easily. It scarcely seems difficult at all. You simply hand it over, smile, and watch those planned milk shakes shrink in number. That is the wonder of freedom. Then, too, there is the opportunity to greet professors from former class days and to meet the new ones who will teach you this sem- ester. There is an opportunity to meet new people in lines, to study the floor pattern of the Memorial Building, to try out your new fountain pen on a re- gistration ticket. Truly, registra- tion is full of strange experiences.