University of Wisconsin Whitewater - Minneiska Yearbook (Whitewater, WI)

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Faculty changes kept pace with the times. Some of the former instructors returned. Mr. J. J. Chopp took up his duties in the field of science, while Mr. J. M. Greene re- joined the faculty as accounting instructor and director of personnel. Second semester, Mr. C. F. Schuller, registrar, and Coach Ed- gar Schwager increased the faculty. Winter blanketed the campus grounds in a mantle of white. Biting winds whistled around the corners and trees and shrubs bent under their load of ice and snow. Stu- dents with rosy cheeks and steamed glasses sipped coffee at the Goal in their free hours. A chill serenity descended and found a frenzy of activity. Varsity basketball took first place in our minds. Of our fourteen games, the score board registered in our favor for eight of them, and it credited the ledger with losses of six games. Addition of second semester fellows built onto the starting team with de- vastating results to varsity competition. Spectators will agree that the finest feature of our 46 team was its teamwork. More- over, fouls didnlt seem to bother them. The student social program started things rolling with Sport Night every Tuesday. This was organized by the students, put on by the students, and carried out by the stu- dents. Looks like were back in the swing again. CHEERING B. Raufman, B. Coe, D. Carlson, D. Rob- inson, H. Mitchell page m'ne Spring crept up on us while we were struggling with Stunt Night skits. Oh, the weeks of work and worry, the hours of toil, that went into each stunt. .And when W. A. Afs president, Betty Hanley, presented the prizes, we knew the slaving was not in vain. tAt least, some of us didD With each sweet, there is some bitter. Death took from us Miss Ethel Bjorklund. Miss Bjorklund was art instructor at W. S. T C. for fifteen years. We remember and miss her enthusiasm and her great ability. But though she is gone, her spirit remains. itIn the spring a young manls fancye It certainly does, doesnit it, gals? That was evidenced by the happy twosomes strolling the new green of the campus with that cer- tain rapt look in their eyes. Spring formals and proms brought to the college an atmo- sphere of rhythm and romance. And did you see that moon? But all good things must come to an end, as does our busy school year of 45346. Roundaup banquets toasted a full year- and an eventful one. Down the aisle of the auditorium march the June graduates, leav- ing behind them four years brimming with life. Suitcases packed, students look back with a sigh and look forward with anticipa- tion. For things are looking up around W. S. T. C. WALKIN G Students trudge up the hill

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ghca-gye Wiew of '45-'46 Normal individuals divide their days into twelve periods, call iem months, put tern all. together and call it a year. As we tion the hilli, are by no means normal, we do it dif- ferently. We divide our time into two peri- ods of eighteen weeks each, call ,em semes- ters, sandwich in sixteen weeks vacation here and there, and call it college. And in this institution for the pursuit of scholastic attainment tsome pursue other things, but we wonit talk about thati, we divide our time in other ways, too. After all, there has to be some sort of diversion: Probably our main diversion is of an aca- demic nature. But there is no room on this page for morbid morsels. There always is a certain amount of work connected with any- thing one does, even with getting an educa- tion. So lets not dwell in gloom! In the fall, a canopy of crimson, gold, rus- set, and green shades the mellow 01d bricks of our college buildings. A mild autumnal sun peeps down at sweatered students toil- ing up the hill with an armlcad of books. An echo of friendly footsteps ring through the corridors and a collegiate murmur per- vades the classroom. Freshies and return- ing veterans are about; while over at the Goal Post the 01d gang congregates for a EATIN G coke and a gab-fest. Freshies get shown about the campus, the first dance is given, then comes assignments and the first test. School is officially open! This last fall, Whitewatefs Athletic De- partmentelike sleeping beautyeawoke at the bidding of the collective male contin- gent. Busy sounds and sights filled the air as they wiped the dust off the equipment and mowed the football field. For the first time since ,42, gridiron sports returned to W.S.T.C. We were proud of our fellows, even if the tally was in favor of the other side. They did a good job, in fact, we think they were marvelous. You could tell by the way we cheered as they were car- ried OH the field on stretchers. But, of course, we are prejudiced! But just watch out next year! With the return of Coach Edgar Schwager, the influx of new material, and those snazzy new uniforms we pur-- chased this fall, Whitewater will dazzle ,em. Homecoming was a gala event this year. October 26-28 was the time of the first Homecoming in two years. The pep rally and snake dance on Friday evening pre- ceded Saturdays game. King Duane Ahlf and his queen, Jeanne Thompson, reigned supreme at the traditional dance. STUDYIN G The usual Goal Post iichow lineii uEager beavers, in the library page eight

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People are the life blood of the campus. They work and play together for their mu- tual betterment. WHO S page m: