University of Texas Austin - Cactus Yearbook (Austin, TX)

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Carlo Moreno Top: Austin ' j popular boom dr mMUcmUn Utn Uu downtown kvtine. OppMifC Pff : Urj ,U toai can, aiardkaiita aloNf fk Drag ami a nfocrvU bmttdlng fcMp c mpu life olbrmnt tfltr Ja . TEXTURE Nestled In the midst of busy cen- tral Austin, the University teemed with the activity and diversity of in- terest that came with a student population 47,838 strong. In this 93rd edition of the Cactus, we have attempted to present vivid glimpses of the spectrum of the year In University life. Within individual sections, we ' ve Included close-ups of special events such as the Department of Drama ' s A Private View; athletic achievements such as the Lady Longhorns ' NCAA Championship victories; campus organizations ' involvement in the sesqulcentennlal celebrations; and profiles of deans of the 16 schools and colleges. From the inevitable perils of registration and the terror In the trees the saga of target-bombing grackles lurking In shady areas of campus to apartheid and free speech rallies and their subsequent arrests, we ' ve striven to showcase main features of the book in a per- sonal tone, providing an insider ' s view and a more Intimate approach to the topics we consider to give the greatest insight into life at the University. By Miles Fain 6 Take a Look Inside

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