University of Kentucky - Kentuckian Yearbook (Lexington, KY)

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Pushcart Derby J The incline of the street beside the SUB caused quite a strain on the coeds' tiring legs, but a competitive spirit and lust for trophies drove them on. It takes originality and a lot of work to produce a prize-winning float at the Pushcart Derby, but the smiles on the facts of these gauchos indicates it is worth it. A wrong turn, a slight miscalculation could easily turn near-yictory into disap- pointment. The Lambda Chi Pushcart Derby is one of the first outdoor spring events, and summer clothing lets the queen candidates look even prettier for the judges. This is Miss Sue Schuler, the 1958 Queen. r y

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That's the price of being a Sigma Chi pledge. Sigma Chi Derby Brenda Clarkson, Derby Queen But though watered down considerably, the afternoon, never- theless, was a spirited one as coeds battled patriotically for valuable trophies that were presented later. Nobody ever wins the whipped cream bout between sorority pledges and Sigma Chi pledges, as these sweethearts of Sigma Chi found out.

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mmI nces Chill October air . . . loudspeakers . . . signs . . . side- shows . . . painted men and near-bare coeds . . . noise . . . masses of people . . . several combos blaring. ... A few such nouns and adjectives help describe Lances Carnival, the first big social event of the school year, but only after wading through the crowd under McLean Stadium amid deafening noise and mass confusion can one appreciate the tremendous blast that is the Carnival. Here, the Greeks have one of their first chances to gather up some more trophies, put the pledges through their paces, display the peculiar quality of ham most people have, and too, to raise some money for the Lances' charity fund. At Lances' Carnival, one is likely to see pretty nearly what he saw the last year, but yet he pays his his 15 cents again because generally the skits are worth seeing again. For the carnival midway-wanderer, there is an old car he may beat with a hammer, dancing sorority girls, two rows of pros- pective Queens, bare-legged female barkers, a fraternity sattire of the University administration, skits dealing with anything from segregation to TV Westerns. At the dance the following night, the winners of the skits competition, the Queen and her court are announced, the trophies are passed out, and the revelry continues until midnight in an apparent effort by the celebrants to ward off the approach of Monday, 8 a. m. I