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

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Tim Myers Personalized plates and personal cars marked 80s KIDs like Sandy Bellevue who displays her Fiat Spider. In the eighties, SCU students ' transportation ranged from Ferraris, Porcshes, and BMWs to scooters, mountain bikes, and feet. (Yes, some students still drove VW Bugs too.) Holding on to the sixties and the Summer of Love, Christine Nyhart and Sheila Gould wait outside Stanford ' s Frost Amphitheatre for the Grateful Dead concert to begin. SCU deadheads were marked by their friendship bracelets, tie-dyes, and the Steal Your Face decals on their trucks, bugs, and Hondas. Sporting a look made popular by Michael J. Fox in Family Ties, Mike Bradish dresses in business style. Some students wore suits and ties everyday, while others, like Mike, just suited-up for cocktail parties, work, or job interviews. Talkin ' About Our Generation 21

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Talkin ' About Our Generation Once there was a liberal arts school called the University of Santa Clara. At the University, students spent much of their time discussing important social and philosophical issues, instead of worrying about their Business Policies in Administration with Regards to Finance for Non-Majors classes. For fun, they would take impromptu naps in front of marching ROTC classes, or they would contemplate the rights of the cows who were made into Steak Night. To them, conservative meant half an acid tab. They lived the sexual revolution, and they called the police the fuzz. There have been many changes in student life since the sixties. The school is now called Santa Clara University, which reduces the number of use ' s in California to one. And we, today ' s students, have also changed. Long gone are the days of the evil sixties, when our law-breaking parents ran through our now calm and quiet halls. Boy, aren ' t we lucky? The eighties are the greatest! The sexual revolution is definitely over, replaced by legions of clear-thinking, chastity- minded young adults. The focus of college education has moved towards by Larry Rosen career preparation, marketability, financial goals — nasty concepts, all of them. Students have stopped turning on to LSD, and have started turning on to IBM. Fm all but lost trying to figure out how we became so wonderful. Students today have a tremendous perspective on priorities. It seems hard to believe, but it was during our lifetimes that people could go to college, ev n a University, and come out with no marketable skills! A major in philosophy! Horror stories! It just makes me warm all over to know that we ' re so fortunate to be in college now. No, we ' re not fortunate. It ' s no accident. We ' ve worked to make our campuses drug-free, and sex-free, and to get rid of the shiftless wastrals who cluttered up our halls with their paperback books, and wasted our class time with their comments. More importantly, our minds are clear and committed toward the one truly concrete thing in life: careers. Careers with a house in the suburbs, and a Chevy Suburban, and a dog named King. America is heading back where it should be, and we ' re the ones who are doing it. God bless us. The class of 1987 ' s Tina Lynch brought back memories of earlier eighties as the audience watched her receive her diploma from University President, William Rewak, S]. Punk philosophy and style were not as popular in 1987, but their influences were still felt in the music and liberal thinking of some students. 20 student Life

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Freshmen Freedom: Self control in an atmosphere of bliss As John waited for his cab outside of the Air West terminal in San Jose on the first Saturday night of 1987, he lowered himself slowly to the ground, sat on his suitcase, and began to think about his future. Within minutes he would be back at the campus and the madness would begin again: the food, the classes, the papers, the midterms, the write-ups, the food, the teacher conferences, the pledgeship, the food, and the all-nighters. Because of his Darlene Louie Friendships established freshman year last long past graduation. Laura Gammeter and Colleen Colligan catch up on the latest Swig Hall gossip. by Jimm Dispensa report card, which looked like a bad radio station (W, C, C, D), and a $150 fine (John has the reputation of being the first and only freshman to be caught with a keg in Swig last quarter), John received some stern fatherly advice while at home for Christmas break. Now as he stared at the palm trees, John pictured his father ' s face and remembered his last words: You had better start realizing what ' s important in college, son. However, John already knew what was important in college: freedom. Freedom to decide how seriously he wanted to take his college education. Freedom to act like a respectable, responsible adult as well as a carefree, hedonistic teenager. Freedom to decide whether a weekend spent gambling in Lake Tahoe would teach more about life than the art and history museum at Stanford. It was through John ' s own FREE thinking that he came up with his new winter-quarter plan. This quarter he would balance things out. He smiled as he thought of balancing his all-important social life with his expensive education. If he was going to compete in the hundreds club this weekend, then he would also try to complete his calculus assignments on time during the week. If he was going to meet that beautiful sophomore on second floor Dunne, then he would work at the philosophy with equal fervor. John also promised himself to straighten out all the things that fell in between fun and academics. He would start washing his clothes every two weeks instead of three times a quarter. He would lose his Benson gut and maybe, just maybe, start running. He might even consider getting a job. When his cab arrived, John jumped in with plans to start anew. He knew exactly where to begin. Where to? asked the driver. 852 Market Street, party at the Oreo House. 22 student Life