University of North Carolina Chapel Hill - Yackety Yack Yearbook (Chapel Hill, NC)

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Long after we leave Chapel Hill, will we remember the Con- federate soldier who never fired as the coeds walked by; giant Davie Poplar, ivy-covered and gnarled; the moon rising over the Bell Tower as we sauntered to- ward the Library to hit the books; the roaring, uniform-studded crowds which filled Kenan Sta- dium on a November Saturday; the tangled Arboretum, thick with muffled voices while the stars winked down.

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u UUill You Remember ... — ROM the castle-crowned height at Gimghoul, dominating the coastal plain that stretches east toward the ocean, to the close-knit block of Greek social houses on the west, lies the campus where we have worked and played during our years at Carolina. Giant oak trees and smaller maples shade the walks and wide lawns on which we have trudged and pedalled, lounged and loafed, on our way to classes, the Library, Graham Memorial, Kenan Stadium, and a coke at the Y . i - i; ' .JssS;C ' : v: vs •«»..J. ' : v r- - - P: - •- , : i !i:.

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IfS ' H?M ii Rnd Later Return jj p. ERSISTENT in our memories, but not so beautiful, will be the muddy obsta- cle course where we slipped and slid for Uncle Sam; the paper-strewn dorm or fraternity rooms where we climbed over chairs, books, and bottles towards a beckoning bed and those elusive hours of sleep; the angry, wind-whip- ped trees as we filed through the gray rain to a winter quarter 8 o ' clock class.