University of Pittsburgh - Owl Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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You hove fitted yourself into the complexity of all the things that are Pitt. You have come to recognize that it is no cloistered school, shut off from the agitation of the world, no sanctuary in which the student may withdraw into silent contemplation of the universe. Rather, it is in the midst of all motion, moving as all the world moves, pulling you safely always through the maelstrom, never around it. As liquids may swirl over the mouth of a funnel and eventually combine in the tube, so do you here, and those about you come, each one different, to the mouth before the downswing. You come from different high schools, with your own views, your own beliefs. your own social backgrounds. There is no true chemical union as you pass through the tube: there is only a blending and a levelling, in which these e'ements that are you retain their identity, yet complement each other. Prom the farm, from the metropolis, from the mining town you come. Perhaps you will return to these. Still you will have been altered.

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You are still in the midst of things here. You do not have the full perspective of what has happened. You know that in the years between the time you first registered as a freshman and first walked through the Commons Room and today, you have been changed. But you do not yet realize the immensity of it. You have developed warm familiarity with the University. You know where the elevators stop; what the walls look like under the plaster; where the pencil sharpener is; which professors check attendance and which do not. These things are of you; the habits of your speech, the manner of your actions, the fiber of your thoughts, all will