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

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URRYING feet sound the death tocsin for lazy yesterday. The campus is overflowing with boys and girls trying to rush through school for one reason or another. Older boys, most of them in uniform, are finishing; younger ones are racing the draft; the coeds, many of whom are being graduated each quarter, have speeded up their scholastic careers. Every person is concerned with his own problems — problems made immediate and vital by the war. Carolina is a campus geared for war. Never before have Carolina students been so closely knit as to present aims. Caro- lina ' s shady, sleepy campus is alive, unified by the very tenseness which exists every- where. The students have grown up; they ' ve settled down to business. And part of that business has been to bind together the civilian Carolina of years gone by with a new, military Carolina. By working overtime, V-12 boys, N.R.O.T.C. students. Marines, and civilians have tried to keep the cogs of Carolina moving, so that when the war is over students will not have to begin anew their extra-curricula life. This effort to keep the same foundations, but to alter the appearance and the size of the building, has been a tremendous task. It has been in the hands of boys and girls

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OF NORTH CAROLINA CHAPEL HILL, NORTH CAROLINA

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YOKLEY. who never before have faced responsibilities. Things have changed now. The stu- dents are clinging to what they now have, in an effort to make secure the things they want left standing when the gale now sweeping the campus has subsided. Chapel Hill is an ideal, a symbol for which we are fighting. The faith, the efforts, the conscientious work and accomplishments of those who believe in this ideal are directed towards making the Carolina of the future even better than the Carolina of the past. This struggle to keep the best of Carolina intact through these critical days is a fight more important than winning the Duke- Carolina game. It will be won by those who care; the various people united by their dream for the future of this University. This unity is an intangible thing. It is not the unity of small cliques, of fraternities, sororities, clubs, organizations. It is the unity of an entire student body, Navy, Army, Marine, and civilian students, now recognizing the serious- ness of today. When the tension is gone, when saddle shoes and open necked shirts are seen again in classrooms, the students will once again split into many different factions. But now, though their uniforms are different, they are alike. By some- thing down inside they are bound together. There are jobs to do; the time is now. Mark of the time.