University of Santa Clara - Redwood Yearbook (Santa Clara, CA)

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,,. --on-0-... , ., like many SCU students, a part of Katle Maloney! budget goes to buying munchies at the Campus Store. Writing checks is easy for Sheila Gould. Unfortunately, balancing her checkbook is a little more tricky. 5 Max Mancini Having an on-campus Versateller machine proves too much of a temptation for freshmen lim Toole, Mike McHargue, and Dean Clava. 5. I 0 left Searl Spend Now: Repent Later

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Sharon Bender ky hlue paper measuring 8 If? x I I announced the event - 'l'Hl'l BIG FORMAL. Flyers covered the campus. 'liheir words leapt off walls in dorm halls from Swig to Campisi and tantaliled students from every hulletin hoard on campus. 'lihe hlack printitig announced an annual source ol excitement, anxiety and anticipation. 'llhe room tremhled with sottnds from the radio as Sandi, Santa Clara hegan the evolution from co-ed Io cilIlllt'I'l'llLl sometime around I I o' clot k that morning. Gralmhing a towel, she jumped into the cold water bursting from the Iiroken hoiler. 'l'he preparations had hegun. Wrapped in her towel, Stnulv hegan painting her litigernails and toenails with lluhonnet Red nail polish. And then tragedy number one struck -the phone rang and, in picking it up, she ruined two perfectly painted nails. In her panic she shrieked. dropping the phone hack on the cradle without speaking to the caller. 'lihrowing on shorts .ind ti I-shirt, she ran out the dooi to the nearest manicurist. I FOR FF IRS by Gail VcmD0'rfmoZe'n. omcl Clz,frfisti'iw, Pelzl Less than an hour later, Sandy resumed the dressing ritual in her room. Hmm, she thought hiting her lower lip. What color stockings should I wear - nude or 'Barely Black? Covering her hand with the nude pair, she lound a snag that would no douht develop into a major prohlem. Looks like it's sexy hlackf' She perched on the edge of the hed with the strapless hlgtck taffeta gown next to her. Pointing her red toes. she worked her leg into the control top pantvhose. WhewI One leg-no prohleinfl While working her wav into the other leg, her liig toenail initiated fda-da-da-dahlihj tragedy numher two - another run. lQfl'liil'i. What'm I to do now? Ifortunately, Sandy started early and still had time for a fifteen minute viaunt to Macys. Idler fifteen minute jaunt turned into a half hour trip. however, because her glimmering sports car was parked in at remote corner ofthe l,eavey lot flladdv would never allow her to park on the streetl. It was getting late, almost 2:45 p.m. She entered the highway onramp, heading quickly toward Macv's. Mervvn's was closer, hut this was no night for Mervyns stockings. Only the best would do. Her thoughts raced as she flew down the highway. Unfortunately, she hadn't noticed her speed. Red lights flashing in the background brought her out of' her reverie. 'llhe police officer motioned her to pull over. What's the hurry, Miss? he questioned. 'fOh, officer. l'm so sorry. You see, I was dressing for a formal and my nylons developed a nasty run. Her eyes, welling up with tears. pleaded for sympathy as she contimted. Now I must get to Macy's as quickly as possihle for time is running out. Ulu he exclaimed, pet-if-titty understanding her unfortunate predicament. lJon't worry! tlust follow me. l'lI take you theref' Mission accomplished, she returned to the dorm, and finished dressing. Whewl lust in lime. A knock sounded at 7:00 and her date entered the room. She secretly hoped the night would hold fewer tragedies than the day. t Agrimonli Lisa Formal Affairs