University of Notre Dame - Dome Yearbook (Notre Dame, IN)

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In.the beginning it is still warm and the leaves are still on the trees and all worn-out grass has been buried under concrete walks. But there is nobody to walk on them except for a few nuns and priests, who wear black and white, and the football players, who wear loud shorts and dirty sweatshirts. The priests and nuns fade naturally into a silence broken only by the steady sound of earth movers across from the Morris Inn, the occasional quack- ing of ducks on St. Mary ' s lake, and the shouts of the football players who . . . Won ' t amount to any- thing down the long, dark corri- dors of Farley Hall. Same team as last year . ... A fat kid lugging two black suitcases emerges from the stairwell, perspiring. Where ' s 315? to no one in particular. One of the group standing in the hall, the football expert, points vaguely: Should be down there. You know as much about the place as we do. Like how it rains all the time. A rice paddy lies between the library and Stepan Center, and all the side- walks on the freshman quad are under water. Two members of the Blue Circle stand outside the North Dining Hall watching five streams of umbrellas heading for Sacred Heart. Tom Dooley tonight? I guess so, Father Hesburgh ' s run- ning the show. Registration tough? Not especially. Things are better organized than last year. The up- perclassmen should be able to whip right through. Joer ' s or a movie? In front of Morrissey Hall, a sophomore meets his roommate from freshman year. Have a good summer? Not particularly. How about yours? O.K. I made quite a bit of money.

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What are you taking? German, social psych . . . Vasoli for social psych? Boy are you . . . . . . serious? We ' ll be lucky to win five. Every- body who has ever lived is jammed into the Huddle, and it appears that they all want to hear what the Drifters have been doing under the boardwalk .... There are six of them sitting at the table directly under the painting of the football player who seems to have only one leg. Two are total losses, three don ' t really have it, and one is .... Unwashed and unashamed three freshmen and an English major from Walsh stare openly. Upperclassmen show little interest, but contrive to talk or read the Sun-Times. The road to Saint Mary ' s is shaded by ninety- eight tall trees. A few leaves on the path, trampled sporadically by couples who laugh, and by small groups of Notre Dame students who laugh louder and are more anxious. Sunday. A gust of wind kicks the leaves around a little, crosses the Dixie and a field, and carries a drive far out of bounds on the sixteenth hole of the golf course. At the same moment a crowd surges out of Sacred Heart. Classes in every room in O ' Shaughnessy, Commerce, Nieuwland. Empty rooms in the main building, turning slowly into dust. The 11:20 bell rings and the corridors quickly fill and empty. Saturday afternoon. Radios on, the campus drenched in rain. Ahead 13-0 between halftimes. Wisconsin now with the ball. A touchdown pass to Jimmy Jones and reminiscences of Notre Dame ' s 1963 second-half syndrome. Notre Dame with the ball. A short pass, a long bomb, Snow is wide open .... Perhaps a thousand students at the circle. Pouring, and the team busses late in ar- riving. As the players disembark, We ' re number one begins. A senior shakes his head. Doubt .... Father Parry and Professor Niemeyer come out for Goldwater in the Scholastic and the magazine not so subtly takes an opposite stance in its comments .... which is not the point at all, the surly red-head from New Jersey says; it doesn ' t matter how well he means it if he has no idea of what government is all about. You want a Santa Claus in the White House then? 20