University of Georgia - Pandora Yearbook (Athens, GA)

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ji . I Introduction The University of Georgia — her legacy richly embroidered in a red and black tap- estry dating back to 1 785 .... The old place has changed consider- ably since her early years: the Cherokee Indians have long since disappeared from the campus scene, though the sheriff of Clarke County continues to lead the an- nual commencement procession lest any bare-skinned braves should appear. The wooden fence surrounding a small portion of North Campus has been replaced by one of the more enduring wrought iron breed — cast, inci dentally, by the Athens Iron Foundry in the 1850 ' s. And to this day, rumor has it that, in the dead of night, a mischievous group of undergrad- uate men made off with the swing gates once a part of the Arch. The dense, dark green ivy which faithfully covered the fa- gade of the Academic Building for innu- merable years did, in time, give way to coat after coat of fresh, stark white paint. Indeed, the physical changes within the boundaries of the Georgia campus are readily apparent; one need only glance through any old volume of the PANDORA to visually realize the obvious. Such change as this is inevitable. But there is one abiding constant to be considered when reflecting on The Uni- versity of Georgia: the indomitable spirit of the UGA student, the esprit de corps which binds us together in unity from day one of our association with the University till we savor, alas, our final breath. It is found filling the air of a sun-drenched Sanford Stadium on a late autumn day just as it equally exists in the stillness of the Chapel, at a warm and convivial fra- ternity party, in countless classroom situ- ations, and aboard (continued) I 4 INTRODUCTION

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MUM P (Introduction continued) the sleekness of a jam-packed North-South bus. It resounds 90 voices strong as the Men ' s Glee Club performs THE GEORGIA MEDLEY n the Fine Arts Auditorium, and it permeates every room of every student dorm and apartment. Being here as we are, daily in the midst of it all, we find it tempting to overlook this aspect of the University — much like one of those situations where you can ' t see the forest for the trees. But no one dares deny its existence, for it is at the heart of all that we do. Somewhat prophetically, when all is said and done, when the buildings here, old and new alike, have crumbled and disappeared, and when the roll is being called up yonder, it is rather heartwarming to know with assurance that as the final gavel is rapped, an omi- nous universal entity shall boom out in His loudest voice, Glory, Glory to Old Georgia. And to Hell with Georgia TechI 6 INTRODUCTION