University of Nebraska Kearney - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Kearney, NE)

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So short a time ago, you stood before the gateways of our campus, timid, hesitant, bewildered little fresh- men, looking down a long hallway of years, reaching for the stars, wondering what the future held in store for you. Today you pause once again before those gateways to step across the threshold into a new role, having traversed the hallway of years, having completed the final chapter in the book entitled College Career. You are proud with a right to be proud for you have indeed accomplished great things. You are eager to try your new-found skills and to achieve the success that so right- fully belongs to you. You are confident of your abilities for you have grown from that timid youngster to leaders among men, learned, matured adults. You wonder where the years have gone. We wonder too. It has been our privilege to share the innumerable memorable experiences of college days with you, to work with you, laugh with you, and progress under your guidance and with your help, to laud your honors and hold you as ideals, to make your acquaintances and to become your lifelong friends. We would that we could tell time to stand still, but such a thing is not possible. The day of graduation has dawned and you are ready. Reluctantly but proudly . . oh, so proudly . . . we watch you go. Down the avenue and into the waiting world. Page 4

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IN DEDICATION The startled eyes of a freshman, glancing shyly from schedule card to room number and back again . . . long lines at registration time when a casual hello” blossoms into a life-long friend- ship . . . the thanks in the eyes of a veteran soldier home safe from the war . . . the words of the color song around an open camp fire . . . the thrill of a marching band on a football field, blue and gold uniforms gleaming . . . cheers from a thousand throats as the team comes forth to play . . . scuffling through the leaves on the way to a cup of coffee at the corner hangout and the dry, pungent odor of burning leaves . . . three bus loads of singing students rounding the last hill to Wayne ... a ridiculous costume worn to a Sadie Hawkins dance and packed carefully away to remember. A game of bridge at the Kave before dorm hours and a coke . . . the lilt of an orchestra coming from the gym on a Friday evening . . . Sunday evening dates to the movie and the long walk home . . . the shrill cry of a barker shouting his wares at a carnival and the gleaming candles held by dark- robed chorusters singing Vesper carols . . . the first flake of snow falling softly and silently over the Nativity scene on Page 6