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N V 5k v V PRISM 1977 CONCERTS ’N SUCH 152 DORM LIFE 28 SWIMMING 76 WHERE TO LOOK FOR WHAT YOU WANT TO FIND OPENING PAGE ................................................1 TABLE OF CONTENTS ..................................RIGHT HERE FALL.........................................................4 MOVING IN ..................................................12 ELECTION ...................................................16 SWINE FLU ..................................................18 ORGANIZATIONAL FAIR ........................................20 HOMECOMING WEEKEND .........................................24 DORM LIFE ..................................................28 SPORTS .....................................................44 FOOTBALL ....................................................46 SOCCER ......................................................52 BASKETBALL .................................................64 SWIMMING ....................................................76 ALFOND ARENA ...............................................82 BASEBALL ...................................................86 WINTER .....................................................98 WINTER CARNIVAL ...........................................106 ACADEMICS ..................................................110 PAGE ONE HUNDRED-TWENTY ONE ..............................121 PERFORMING ARTS ..........................................130 MAINE MASQUE .............................................132 CONCERTS AND OTHER INTERESTING VISITORS ...................152 FOLKSONGS IN FEBRUARY ....................................162 SPRING ....................................................166 OFF CAMPUS LIFE ...........................................174 GYM AND FIELDHOUSE ........................................190 THE UNION .................................................194 LAMPOON ..................................................208 Greeks.................................................;;;;2ie SENIOR BASH ................................................242 THE CLASS OF 1977 ........................................| 246 GRADUATION .................................................286 PRISM STAFF AND CREDITS................................... 294 THE LAST PAGE ............................................ 296 ACADEMICS 110 LIVING OFF CAMPUS 174 2 FOOTBALL CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF 134 WINTER 98 LAMPOON LETTER FROM THE EDITOR Hi. Thought it might be interesting if I wrote something in the yearbook. Not because I think I’m a great writer (I'm not), but because I want to say something about my expectations for this book. Yearbooks are yearbooks (an undeniable truth). . . and have a tendency to look yearbooky (another quality inherent with the product). The Prism this year is an attempt at putting together a well photographed, easy reading and amusing addition to the volumes of recorded history of Maine. Now. the Prism has never been known for its incredible copy, and being a zoology major I haven't been in contact with very many truly creative writers on campus, but with 10,000 students attending this school, there must be a bunch of people who enjoy writing the kind of stuff that I enjoy reading. I hired Bev (the old editor of the Maine Campus) as my copy editor and set her loose to find some of these people and come up with some good stuff. There's bound to be some pretty dry stuff in this yearbook, (there always is), but hopefully we ll have a bunch of entertaining stories as well. About the photographs now ... I found the best photographers available and put them to work. I really don't feel I have to talk about the pictures . . they should speak for themselves. I have taken the Best Photographs and the Best Copy I could find, and have attempted to lay these out in an interesting and visually stimulating way. Hopefully you will all see yourself somewhere in this book; if not a photograph of your smiling face, at least some friends, professors, or students doing the kinds of things you did while you were here in Orono. The words University of Maine'' and Orono elicit certain neural firings in my brain (a true fact: ask any zoology major). This Prism is a book about UMO in 1977 . . . Pure and simple . . . If it stimulates any alma materish thought processes then I have succeeded in putting down (in book form) what it has been like to live in Orono this year. When you pick up this book (hopefully quite often) and look through it, I hope your craniums will be stimulated in a truly pleasing manner. . . As a parting (and maybe sobering) thought. I'd like to point out that Manhattan didn't turn into New York City in a year . . . (Nor did it fall into debt, but that s another story) . . . I don t really expect this year's book to win the highest literary prizes in the country, but I know it's a step in the right direction . . . This is your book. I gave it my best shot”. I hope you enjoy it. O.K.? Bye. (Note: The previous statement may very well be full of old cliches, trite expressions, and bullshit — but I only got a C in EH1 and never learned not to use those things.) See ya. THE COVER The 1977 Prism cover was designed by Prof. William Eikhorst from Golden Frog Graphics. Original art was silk-screened (PMS 342) green on sky blue lexotone material (41041) and mounted on 160 pt. Binders Board. SPECIFICATIONS The 1977 Prism was printed with Black Ink on 80 lb. S.D. Warren enamel stock. Basic Body copy style is 10 pt. Helvetica, with 36 pt. Helvetica Bold headlines; 24 pt. Etruscan headlines are used in the sports section; etc. CREDITS Special thanks to: Guy Garon and Linda Miller, from Hunter Publishing Co; Jack Walas; Bob Creteau; Terry Kelly; Bill Eickhorst and AT-41; The Maine Campus; Pete Mercier; Madeline Madden; Sue Rocha; Bill Wallace. 3 FALL 6 10 MOVING IN Did you ever notice how it almost always rains when you're trying to move in? Three out of four years here I had to drive to school in a dull, dreary downpour. As if it wasn't bad enough coming back to school after a summer of beaches, picnics, fresh tomatoes, and moonlit nights skinny dipping in the lake. After that I want to drive back in the rain? And how am I suppose to get my 10 boxes. 3 suitcases. 2 pillows, and a TV into the dorm before they're soaking v et? What do I look like. Bionic Woman? (Unfortunately not). With me it's an effort. Funny how none of my friends ever dropped in until I got the last box out of the elevator and down the hall. Did it rain on September 7. 1976. Who knows? I can't remember. Once you've been here a few years, all the years blend together, and you can't remember what year you flunked chemistry, what year you went out with that boy girl on the Hill, or what year it DIDN'T rain on moving in day. Hey. but these few days of the semester would be the best of the year. First, you got to hug all the friends you didn't see all summer; second, you got to tell them a few juicy, exotic stories about what you did on those warm summer nights. Of course, after they convulsed with laughter, you had to tell them the truth. (But not the whole truth. Never let on you actually watched a rerun of Donny and Marie ) Once you're back to school you have to adjust to the lines, the cafeteria food, and the lines. First day back I always discovered that all the praying and wishing I’d done all summer hadn't paid off. It was the same cafeteria food, and once again I was on a strict diet of peanut butter and jelly toast. The lines were another thing. At home you just don't appreciate the simple gesture of walking into the kitchen and sitting down to eat without the barrier of 50 bodies between you and the food. You also don't appreciate eating breakfast in your bathrobe. September, and we re back again. New faces, old faces. Same old problems as last year and the year before. First there's books to buy. They cost a fortune unless you're real tricky and take only the composition courses that don't require texts. (If you can't write a simple sentence, however, you should just buy the books.) The second problem that never changes is Add and Drop (more appropriately called. Chase and Beg). It was even more fun this year because the Registrar's computer screwed up and a lot of kids came back to school with only two courses. Funny, how no one's ever in their office the Friday before A D closes, when you finally decide to take Pol 12. Period 6. If you're lucky, the secretary will forge the signature (or at least disavow any knowledge of the fact YOU forged it.) The first week isn't entirely one of frustration. Because you have no tests to think about, you can truck on down to Pat's or the Salty Dog for a few quick thirst quenchers. Not a bad life, huh? As long as school doesn't interfere with our first priorities (TV and Beer) we can take the next nine months. U-HAUL 13 15 1976. The presidential elections. Long remembered for the fight between the elephant who couldn't walk without falling, and the donkey who had a fetish for peanuts. Ford and Carter. What a pair. Every speech they made, the press tried their damndest to catch a candidate making a slip. Scandal was the major theme of the elections. Not that newspapers had much to deal with; you can't put a guy in jail for lusting after innocent women, as long as he does it in his mind . And what could you say about Pres. Ford except his kid smokes pot and his wife was outspoken? So on it went. The candidates' platforms were not that different, varying only in degrees, because Carter is. after all. a conservative Democrat and Ford is a fairly liberal Republican. What did we voters have to go on except their smiles? They were both honest family men. Just what the country was looking for. Jimmy was a little more rural. They both had blonde kids. Course Jimmy Carter had Miss Lillian to speak for him. That might have been the edge that won him the election. It sure was close If you went to bed before the New York votes were all in. you went to bed in ignorance of the fact JC was the newly elected president of the USA. And poor Jerry Ford, nice guy that he was. was a has been. And will never be again. A straw hat poll taken by the Maine Campus in October correctly indicated Bill Cohen, a Reublican. would go back to Washington and do his third term as our Rep in the House of Reps. Another incumbent. Ed Muskie. our Democrat in the U.S. Senate, would also remain in his seat, according to the poll. (Again correct.) The smooth, charming Cohen was challenged by Leighton Cooney, and the almost-as-charming Muskie was up against Bob Monks, a millionaire from Cape Elizabeth. Local elections: To the Maine Senate went Ted Curtis. No big thrill probably, since this would be his 7th year. Curtis’ idea-of-the-year was to abolish the Super-U system and make each Maine university a separate entity. His opponent was Tom Caruso. A former UMO student. Dick Davies, was elected in the Orono district to go back to the Maine House and fight for what is right (mainly the University.) He beat out Stu Georgitis (Rep.) a UMO student. ELECTION ’76 g STATE 5 SENATE GEORGITIS —STATE REPRESENTATIVE- 200O°F re MAKE it jo V'ASHl Beer H| Borrow J3oTrLE3M£M Von YES ■ $W7 f RlSk BOTTLE BILL The biggest controversy at UMO during election time concerned the Bottle Bill. Did Maine want to demand returnable bottles and cans? How would this affect the economy? The environment? There were two student factions involved with the BBill. One campaigning for it. one campaigning against it. After all. think of the roadsides and how very many bottles are negligently tossed in the ditch to bake in the sun. Maybe people would think twice if the bottles were worth money. At least the little kids would pick them up for candy money. (We all did it years ago.) The bill had to help the litter problem. But was it worth the cost? The grocers would have to clean all those bottles and ship them back for reuse. They didn't have the equipment or the manpower. Think of the bottle makers. It costs more to make reusable bottles. And wouldn't they have to make special bottles for Maine? Wouldn't the cost of beer and soft drinks go up? Students against the Bill said. It's the right idea but the wrong answer.” However, in the end. Maine voted YES for the Bottle Bill, making Maine the third state in the nation to adopt this policy. Since the bill wouldn't go into effect until 1978. the subject died down. After the initial reaction to the vote, no one spoke about the bill. Everyone just waited. (And are still waiting.) 17 There were two big decisions the students of UMO had to make in the fall of '76. One: which presidential candidate to vote for; two: whether or not to get a swine flu shot. There was a lot of controversy, doubt, apprehension, and even fear about the swine flu and the shots The whole thing started in 1975 at Fort Dix where one man died of swine flu. and many more were sick. Pres. Ford asked all his flu experts for their expert opinions on the situation, and they said: let's immunize. Remember all the hassle0 Mass immunization: the serum needed, the money it would take to issue the shots, the safety of the shots, insurance (who's responsible if the shots kill you first?), etc I So. students said. Ya sure, if there is an epidemic some of us could get seriously ill. Could get seriously dead. But what I are the chances of an epidemic? The flu never spread out of Fort Dix. Nobody else got it. What was the fuss’ And then we'd see a newspaper article about some old time Vermonters who remembered the flu epidemic of 1918. and how many people died in this country. Not just the very old. or the very young, but strong healthy people. It was called the Spanish Flu (flu not fly) at the time, but later doctors identified tfc$t particular strain assfcne flu. Students began to think, well, what's a shot? It couldn't hurt! So the state came and set up shop in the gym. Lines of students and university people came to participate. The system was quick and efficient (reminiscent of the branding of cows): a doctor stood there smiling. In his hand v as a fancy looking instrument — a radar gun or maybe a blastomatic. It only took two seconds. Of course, a few weeks after you got your first shot the health center said. Whoops. Sorry. Your first shot's no good ________________wnloos-you have a second one. Ha. some . aid. No way. I may only be t If as protected as I ( ( i would be if I had two shots. But I'm more protected than if I didn't have any. That seemed logical Then things began to get scarey. Students began to hear about the cases of paralysis developing in people who had their shots. And the government halted all shooting until things could be straightened out. Ha. some said. I'm more likely to develop paralysis than if I didn't have any shots, but I'm only half as likely to get paralysis than I would be if I got both shots. And that seemed logical too. 20 The Organizational Fair is always held on Parent's Weekend. This is mainly because the students can't think of anything else to do with their parents on Saturday morning. Besides, it’s great PR. Parents go away feeling that this UMO is a pretty interesting place, full of cultural, informative, entertaining things for their children to do. Little do they know that every other Saturday morning of the year, that colorful mall is only a wasteland of muddy footprints and beer bottles. But granted, the Fair is a colorful, interesting occasion, with karate and fencing exhibitions, hang-gliding demonstrations, and a real live airplane stuck right in the middle of the mall. 21 Na I HOMECOMING The Homecoming football game. Ah yes. You may remember it clearly. Vaguely Or not at all. depending on how much Jim Beam you put down that day. Also depending on whether or not your parents came up to watch the game, in which case you were probably sitting in the VIP seats, (which are numbered), looking down at the rowdy, unruly crowd (your usual cohorts), and wishing you could slip down just to get a couple of hits off a flask. The people DOWN in the stands, the peons that is. were dividing their time between the alcoholic beverages (stealthily slipped in under the eyes of the UMO police), the football game itself (which was poor, Lehigh beat us. 24-C). and cheering loudly in everyone's favorite obscenities. After the game the injured were dragged off the field, the inebriated were dragged from the bleachers, and they all headed for the annual Mud Bowl game to do some more wild cheering. Phi Gamma Delta beat Alpha Tau Omega. 6-0. After which everyone wandered off (destined to meet later for one more beer). N. 25 26 27 When your little sister brother asks you what to bring to school — what will they need in their dorm room? . . . You stop and think . . . earplugs? Binoculars or a telescope to catch the streakers, maybe a camera with a good flash; sleeping bag and air mattress for when you get kicked out of your room, a broiler is nice for grilled cheese at midnight; beer mugs or martini glasses (also good for pudding.) And when your grandmother asks you about dorm life, what do you say? What can you say? The showers are super? The girls in the next room have bunk beds and every time the girl on top jumps into bed, your mirror almost falls off the wall? The rooms are too small (too small for you. your roommate and her three boyfriends) . . . you don't like school because you can't wear your bathrobe to breakfast? What you leave out is the real dorm life . . . Like when the girls down the hall yell, “Ann's passed out in the waste basket. I think she's dead! Or the night the boys attacked your floor with shaving cream at 3 a.m. and turned the hall into a Winter Wonderland. The nights you danced (ALL NIGHT) on the beds while Hot Rocks” blared from the stereo. The night you read pornography out loud to the kids on your section and they said. “How many ways can you say the same thing? The day you went to take a bath but the little room was so full of marijuana smoke you were afraid you'd be stoned before you got out of there (but you went in anyway). . . The mornings you woke up with someone in your bed who liked to watch the same cartoons you did........................... Dorm living is an experience most university students go through, one time or another. For some it’s a phase best forgotten, for others it's an exciting and successful way to temporarily live, but for all it's a chance to learn and grow, with some taking and a lot of giving. For eight months you. with all your wordly possessions, and your roommate (or two if you’re really lucky) sleep, study and entertain in this cubicle. It's hard to avoid personal contact with your cube'’ mates. THEREfore, it’s highly recommended you establish open lines of communication. Then there's the neighbors. Everyone knows how quiet and considerate you are but there's always a couple on the wing who can't follow your example. To deal with the rowdy cheering in the hall during a frisbee game — while the Grateful Dead screams forth in quadraphonic sound, you (a) wait until 5 a.m. to turn on your stereo, full blast, playing Sousa Marches, (b) pad your walls, floor and ceiling, (c) go out and join them like you secretly wanted to in the first place. You may not have to clean your room, but eventually you have to do laundry (underwear can only be turned inside out once, and jeans start begging to be washed). Usually, the machines are in the basement, a real joy if you're on the 4th floor. Naturally, everyone does their wash Saturday and Sunday mornings. This means you learn to time to the second when a machine will be free. You race down 80 stairs, laundry bag slung over your shoulder and Cold Power All in hand. The clothes are thrown in together (colors, delicates, whites) along with an undetermined amount of detergent. You dial 31 to the permanent press setting (isn't everything permanent press today?). Then you realize you forgot the 35 cents. On a daily basis there's mail time. Supposedly a pleasant ritual, checking your box. A message, a word from the outside world, a check from home could be awaiting your immediate attention. The glorious day comes: you see four envelopes in the box. You're so excited you almost forget the combination . . . three letters for your roommate, a Newsweek bill for you. and a note — male phone call, no message. ... 01 course dorm life isn’t all bad. negative, and down. There are a few ups. It's harder to skip classes. You may not see that as an up. but it's a long run-up. When you’re only three minutes away from Little Hall, it's hard to justify not going. Even if you DID wake up ten minutes after class started. (I could have sworn I set that alarm.) It's easy to live right on campus because everything is right at your toetips. It’s a pleasant walk to the library, even at 11 p.m. (you still can get in one hour of study); movies at Hauck, Little and Nutting (best if you live at THAT end of campus); the gym (quick 20 laps in the pool before lunch or a basketball game?); lectures, mini and major, all over campus, anyone from Steve King to John Dean; concerts and recitals, etc. etc. And then the main reason people stay on-campus: the STREAKERS, who only grow on campus. These flowers bloom in the spring around the dorms. They have short but fruitful lives. . . . While off campus people relish the distance between them and Campus-world most on campus people like being in the middle of this world. 32 THE WHOLE COMMONS CATALOG COMMONS SENSE ROOM AND (ESPECIALLY) BOARD Four years of living in a dormitory means four years of eating at the Com- mons. There's no way around it. When you pay for the ROOM, you have to pay for the BOARD too. If you want to sepa- rate the two (rent the room, but eat the board elsewhere) you run into prob- lems. At UMaine. adminstrators are very touchy about their ‘board’; they don't want it any more than three letters and two half spaces from their room.' “No. no. no! they shout. “Room and board are inseparable; like bacon and eggs, field and stream, Sonny and Cher . . . You can't split up a good thing. Their logic is that if you can stand liv- ing in a college room for four years, you can certainly endure college food for that length of time. And if you tell them you really don't think you can endure college food for that length of time, they'll tell you to give it the old college try.'' Those who have resigned themselves to Commons eating and drinking know that 'the old college try' isn't much ood these days without a chaser of epto Bismol. The dictionary defines Commons as 1. “A building or hall for dining. 2. “Food provided at meals for a large group, as at a college. or 3. Daily fare; rations.” While all of those definitions apply to some degree, none are really direct enough. To those three, we add a fourth: Commons — The closest place to go to get out of the dorm. This is probably as basic and accurate a defini- tion as you'll get — if you consider the history of the Commons at UMaine. Originally. Stewart, Wells. Stodder, York and Hilltop Commons were aban- doned fallout shelters that the univer- sity built here many, many years ago. Then, gradually, students started con- gregating in these buildings for no known reason. They would talk about their schoolwork. the weather, strange sexual devices; whatever came into their minds. Some of these students would come three times a day or twenty-one times a week. Others would come two times a day or fourteen times a week. They would usually arrive around 8 a.m., 12 p.m., or 5 p.m. and stay for half an hour or an hour, unless they were fast talkers, and then they would leave after only fifteen or twenty minutes. When university officials heard what was going on in these old fall-out shel- ters, their first impulse was to close them down. But then one official had a brainstorm; If students are going to congregate in these buildings anyway, why not put in a fastfood service and make dining halls out of them. This could bring in some extra money and also shut up some of those parents who criticize that their children are coming home for vacation looking like Biafrans. The idea, of course, caught on and today the Commons is a meeting and eating place for all kinds of interesting people . . . like veggies. HOW TO REMAIN INCONSPICUOUS WHEN YOU ACCIDENTALLY DROP YOUR TRAY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DINING ROOM Sorry, there is no way to remain incon- spicuous when you accidentally drop your tray in the middle of the dining room. fm THE LONE EATER Everyone eats alone in the Commons SOMETIME. It is practically unavoid- able. Three of the most common reasons for eating alone are: 1) A pro- fessor kept you late in class. 2) You were watching Star Trek and forgot what time it was. 3) Everyone despises you. While it is perfectly natural to eat alone occasionally, there are some people who eat alone CONTINUOUSLY. These people are commonly called People Who Eat Alone Continuously (PWEAC). You probably don't know a PWEAC because they are rarely seen. They al- ways arrive at the Commons an hour before it opens so they can be the first in line. Then they rush through the line and eat fast so they are also the first ones out. Sometimes if you go to the Commons early, you may see a PWEAC just leaving. They won't smile or say hi, mainly because they are probably very sick from eating a three course meal in nine seconds. If you watch a PWEAC eat. you will notice he tends to spill things. The WHAT TO DO IN Don't panic. The person caught in a food fight who doesn't panic is usually the one who lives to tell about it. Since most food fights erupt suddenly and last for only a few seconds, a calm mind is important throughout. The first thing to do is when you think a food fight is coming (usually indicated by the first volley-warning shot-of a french fry or saltine) is to gather all of the women and children together in a COMMONS TRIVIA I Everyone who eats in the Commons v ill try to balance a salt shaker on its side at least once while they are in col- lege. It's expected of them. Those who try and fail usually take a shaker back to their dormitory to practice with. This accounts for all the missing salt shakers from the Commons. PWEAC's favorite thing to spill is lumpy mushroom soup. PWEAC's eat a lot of lumpy mushroom soup. If you see someone walking around campus with lumpy mushroom soup stains on their pants or down vest, you can be sure he is a PWEAC. But make sure it is lumpy MUSHROOM soup stains and not creamy ASPARAGUS soup stains. A lot of PWEWOC's (People Who Eat With Others Continuously) have been mis- taken for PWEAC's. The two, of course, are nothing alike (except neither know how to hold a soup spoon) A FOOD FIGHT circle. They're always easy targets. The next thing to do is to hide behind all the women and children gathered in a cir- cle (In a Commons food fight it is al- ways every man for himself). The severity of the fight, of course, will depend on the menu for that meal. Fish cakes-ketchup-free are relatively harmless. However, ravioli and shrimp newburg are killers. Clam strips, al- though not messy, are potentially dangerous because they're capable of great velocity and almost custom made for stinging. Corn fritters are the most deadly of all. There is NOTHING more dangerous than a corn fritter airborn. Nothing. The thing to keep in mind during the duration of the fight is to keep your head down and hide. Follow this policy and you'll be all right. If you do get caught in a downpour of food send the laundry to mom. Only an expert can remove a banana cream pie from paint- ers pants. 35 COMMONS TRIVIA II Assuming that half of the five thousand or so students who live on campus have a twenty-one meal plan and the other half have a fourteen meal plan, and assuming that each of those five thousand students ate all of their meals on their fourteen or twenty-one meal plans, and assum- ing absolutely no one received an extra meal ticket at any time through computer or human error; two million five hundred seventy five thousand meals were served to UMO students during the past year. That represents two mil- lion five hundred seventy five thousand ticket punches, which means there are two million five hundred seventy five thousand tiny punch holes laying around on this campus — some- where. 36 COMMONS TRIVIA III At the Counseling Center, students who come in complaining that no one appreciates them are directed to the Commons for treatment. They are in- structed to walk to the middle of the dining room and drop a glass on the floor. This will cause everyone in the Commons to clap and will provide that student with plenty of positive rein- forcement. Hopefully, the student will be so happy to receive the attention, he won't realize he has just made a fool of himself in front of 150 people DlNMEft. W£D. SAUR KROUT CLPin STRIPS 6R06W (Otft-tK CiREEA Surf ofoyv s rm TH£ -wtlo+r'v DIVERSIONS The Commons, while famous for its cuisine, is probably more famous for its diversions. There is so much more to do in the Commons than just eat. Playing with food is high on the list of diversions. And peas are probably the best food for playing. It's always fun to see how many obscenities you can write out of a bowl of peas. You can mix and match four with five letter words. You can make phrases or whole sen- tences. And. if you get seconds, you can write the whole first chapter of a Jacqueline Susann novel. You can make parfaits with peas. Just divide the peas into the four or five dif- ferent shades of green they usually come in. Then layer them. Simple. You can play ' Poseidon Adventure” with peas. Just dig out the peanut but- ter from a peanut butter cup (Or jelly cup. it doesn't matter) and then float it in the soup du jour (cream soups are the most bouyant). Then tip it over and watch it sink to the bottom. Because you are not callous, you will want to throw a pea in for Shelley Winters to hang on to. When you play Poseidon Adventure. it is not recommended that you do it in front of other people. They may not see your concern for Winter's safety as the humane act it is. They may see it as the act of a sick and disturbed overworked student. As you watch Shel- ley Winters swim to the pea for safety, you will wonder who is right. VEGGIES 'Veggie' is a slang word for a person who eats alot of cinnamon raisin granola. Cinnamon raisin granola is the staple of a veggie's diet; they put it on everything — cauliflower, jello. spaghetti — everything that doesn't moo. baa. or cluck. They even put it on more cinnamon raisin granola (Veggies can't get enough cinnamon raisin granola). It's very hard to spot a veggie in a crowd though, especially in the winter. In the spring it’s easy because they're wearing their earth shoes (veggies love to wear earth shoes), but in the winter they're wearing boots or galoshes over their earth shoes and you can't tell a veggie from a normal person. This is very annoying to non-veggies because you never know when you're talking to one of them. A veggie can introduce herself to you and put on a pretence of normalcy. But the moment you say prime rib of beef. she'll slap you in the face. Then you know you've been talking to a veggie all along. Because of this, veggies don't get asked out much. There s no place you can take a veggie. If you take a veggie to a fancy restaurant, she'll embarrass you. She'll say no to the filet mignon and order a bowl of radishes. Waiters don't like to serve veggies because they don't get much of a tip from a bowl of radishes. Some restaurants even have signs now that say Veggies stay clear. At Wells Commons, there is a special separate room to put all veggies. Every night at dinner veggies congregate in this room to swap stories about a great celery stalk they once had or where to get the best buys on unbleached rice. Non-veggies will sometimes stop by and peek in to see what a real veggie looks like. This is not recommended, how- ever. because non-veggies have often been appalled to find their friends or roommates eating among veggies, or worse, admitting to being one. There is always an initial shock when a latent veggie comes out. 37 39 I 44 f FOOTBALL Enthusiastic is the best word to describe the 1976 UMO football season. First year coach Jack Bicknell brought to UMO a new offense and a whole new attitude about football. The new Veer offense was introduced because it was ideally suited to the UMO team, especially running and throwing quarterback Jack Cosgrove. Bicknell made several position changes with key players during early season drills, which proved beneficial to the team as a whole. Notable, were the cases of Rich McCormick and Mark DeGregorio. Chris Keating and Scott Shulman made UMO's linebacking corps the strongest part of UMO's team. Both defensive players received ALL-ECAC and All-Yankee Conference honors. The team's victory over defending Yankee Conference Champion New Hampshire was the highlight of the season. The contest, played in Durham, in the rain, on a field resembling chocolate pudding, ended in a 10-0 victory for the Black Bears Fullback Jim Dumont's 69-yard touchdown run proved to be the margin of victory. The UMO coaching staff felt this game was the pivotal point in the season. One coach said. After the UNH victory, we knew the kids believed in themselves.'' 46 UMame 49 St. Mary's 14 UMaine 3 UMassachusetts 24 UMaine 17 Central Conn. 3 UMaine 9 Rhode Island 14 UMaine 10 UNH 0 UMaine 24 UConn 13 UMaine 0 Lehigh 24 UMaine 24 So. Conn. 14 UMaine 21 Northeastern 20 UMaine 14 Boston University 28 UMaine 0 Delaware 36 47 48 50 SOCCER Despite the fact the 1976 UMO soccer team had a losing record, the season was still a successful one. UMO's problem all season was the lack of a balanced scoring attack. Besides Ted Woodbrey. the Yankee Conference's top scorer. UMO generated little offense. Perhaps the high point of the season was the double overtime win against UMass. The UMO Booters were 0-2 at the time. With the score knotted at 1-1 in the second overtime period. Brian Peterson took a Ted Woodbrey pass and drove it past the UMass goalie for the victory. Ted Woodbrey gained All-New England honors for the fourth year in a row. Phil Dugas gained a spot on the All-Yankee Conference team. The biggest surprise, however, was the naming of goalie Phil Torsney to the All-Yankee Conference first team. Usually the goalie from the first or second place team is chosen. UMame 1 Boston University 2 UMaine 0 Bowdoin 4 UMaine 2 UMassachusetts 1 UMaine 2 Bates 1 UMaine 2 Rhode Island 3 UMaine 5 Colby 1 UMaine 1 UNH 3 UMaine 2 Colby 1 UMaine 0 UConn 3 UMaine 1 Husson 2 UMaine 0 UVermont 1 UMaine 0 UMPG 1 53 57 The UMO cross country team had a record of 10-1 going into the Yankee Conference meet where they placed third. They placed 9th in the New England Championships and 6th at the IC4A meet in New York City. 59 FIELD HOCKEY With only three varsity players back from last year's team which competed in the national tournament in Virginia, the field hockey team played through the autumn months learning to overcome the inexperience a young team faces in its first season together. A 7-1-3 record was fruit of their efforts, regular season losses going to Maine hockey-power Bates, and upstart Bowdoin. The 1976 season was marked by the first out-of-state competition, in which URI was defeated 3-0 on their home field in a rain-swept, wind-blown game called early in the second half. At the State Tournament in Oct UMO was eliminated in the semi-final round with a 0-1 loss to Bowdoin. A first-round. 4-1. victory was scored over Colby earlier in the day. 60 61 RIFLE Shooting itself, especially with stiff competition, is too much like work to be really enjoyable. The fun part comes after, when you're back with the team discussing scores, and how you should have fixed the hook or changed your sights. When you're shooting you play as much with your mind as you do with the rifle. Calm down, stop shaking squeeze that trigger. Every time you pull a shot high or to the left, you feel like walking down range while everyone is still shooting You talk yourself calm again, try to figure out what went wrong. Scraps of laughter and talk stray into the range from the waiting room and you wish you we re finished, with a good score. You concentrate again, start the slow squeeze. The round goes off and it felt pretty good. You check through the scope. Pinwheel! You check around, see if Coach is watching. He saw the shot, grins and nods at you. Suddenly it feels great to by lying on the freezing floor peering at a fuzzy target. You move onto the next bank, forgetting to change your natural point of aim. The shot is high and to the left. Suddenly it does not feel great to be lying on a freezing floor peering at a fuzzy target. You continue the game of talking to yourself. After 96 minutes, your ordeal is over, and you slowly unwind yourself from the NRA basic 3 positions. They're guaranteed to stop the blood flow at every vital joint It gives you a chance to limp back into the waiting room and receive whatever sympathy you can before your scores go up. RESULTS of all this effort? New England Champions — New England Record (2244. team score). Season record (18-0). Top Ten. West Point Invitational. SKIING The men's and women's ski teams proved this winter that some of the best skiers in the U S. are right here on the UMO campus. Three men represented UMO at the NCAA ski championships at Winter Park. Colorado and the women placed fourth out of 17 schools at their national meet at Stowe. Vermont, one of four teams from the East to place in the top five. The men's most outstanding meet was easily the Division I eastern championships at Middlebury After a disappointing regular season, some surprise performances insured 7th place out of 12 schools and qualified Jay Marshall. Peter Joseph and John Mathieu for the nationals. Out west. Marshall was 24th and Joseph, a freshman 35th out of 60 slalomers. while Mathieu also a freshman battled the effects of the high altitude for 22nd in X-country. At the women's eastern championships Kristen Wiese took third in the giant slalom, and in X-country. Sandy Cook and Dawn Pelletier took 5th and 8th respectively. In the nationals Wiese took 8th. Cook took 13th. 63 p MAINE OPPS 87 Boston Col. 99 89 Northeastern 67 118 Cen. Conn. 103 78 C.C.N.Y. 50 74 Boston U. 67 76 LaSalle 91 73 Armstrong St. 64 54 Dartmouth 55 65 UNC Wilmington 67 63 Connecticut 79 63 Fairleigh Dickinson 48 98 Buffalo 85 67 Delaware 73 71 Bates 63 80 Old Dominion 108 67 Iona 68 74 UNH 63 63 Vermont 55 84 Vermont 82 71 Northeastern 79 74 Boston U. 78 68 Youngstown State 77 75 URI 95 85 UMass 96 101 Colby 76 86 UNH 79 I The University of Maine's women's basketball team ended their 76 77 season quite impressively with 15 wins. 3 losses, and a State Division A Championship trophy! As the nucleus of this year’s team consisted of sophomores who are all returning next season. Coach Eileen Fox is looking to another winning season. Crystal Pazdziorko and Barb Cummings, both sopho- mores. were this season's high scorers. Cummings had one high scoring game of 37 points and both Cummings and Pazdziorko. who this season racked up 240 and 222 rebounds respectively, share the record of 21 rebounds a game. Although UMO was beaten badly twice by the Uni- versity of Vermont. I say look out next year UVM. because the Maine Black Bears are gonna get cha. and go 18-0! I WRESTLING The University of Maine at Orono wrestling team ended its regular season with an 8-6 mark this year after limping through the latter part of the schedule with an assortment of injuries. The Bears, led by coach Paul Stoyell. sent only two wrestlers out of an originally scheduled four to the annual New England Championships at Boston University, but failed to place in the meet. Wrestlers Mike Sirois and Steve Rockhill represented Maine at the championships while Pat Daigle, who ended the season with the team's best overall record, and Tom Page, who ended at 6-5. sat out of the contests because of injuries. Maine 32 Bowdoin 10 Maine 16 Rhode Island Col. 29 Maine 30 UMPI 18 Maine 36 Dalhousie 15 Maine 33 Boston State 20 Maine 3 So. Conn. 43 Maine 40 U. of Newfoundland 17 Maine 0 Athletes-in-Action 52 Maine 17 UMPI 40 Maine 18 Maine Maritime 19 Maine 25 Plymouth St. 18 Maine 6 Boston U. 46 73 I I I I I GYMNASTICS The UMO Gymnastics Team, coached by Barb Stoyell. was State Champs this year. Some of the meets: Maine 76.65 Keene 78.35 Maine 95.7 URI 102.2 Maine 78.55 UMF 53.95 j 74 5 WIMMING The UMO swim team defended its reputation once again as one of the leading swim teams in New England. The Black Bears gained regional recognition in 1976 when they won the New England and Yankee Conference swimming titles, an accomplishment which still turns heads towards OUR swimming program. The team did not reach its primary goal this year, to win the New Eng- land title for a consecutive year; unfortunately it slipped through our hands as we lost to Springfield College by six points. But it was a year of firsts for the team. The first year the Rookie freshmen defeated the veteran swimmers in our annual pre-season meet. First year the team had a car accident on New Year's Eve in Miami. FLA. First year UMaine defeated UConn in a dual meet. First year the 800 yd. freestyle relay team couldn't count their laps and got disqualified because of an early entry into the water. It was also the first year the team sent a swimmer (Jim Smoragiewizc) to the NCAA nationals championships, a land mark in Maine swimming We'll remember our campaign of selling oranges and grapefruits to get us to FLA, and we ll remember three seniors: Kevin Reader. Roy Warren, and Bill Whatley, for their contributions to the team. 76 77 women's s wimming The 1976-77 women's swim team produced the first undefeated season in the six-year history of swimming at UMO. The ' Naiads’' went 9-0, with key wins over UNH and Acadia. The win against Acadia was the biggest victory of the year, unfortunately, only a few people saw it. The meet, scheduled on the tail end of Xmas vacation, saw UMO needing a win in the final relay to beat their tough Cana- dian foes. Julie Woodcock, in a storybook finish, an- chored the UMO 400-free-style relay team to victory with an amazing :54.0 split time for her leg of the relay. The Naiads had a best-every 3rd place finish at the New England Championships Julie Woodcock. Jill Puzas. and Patti Ward were UMO swimmers gaining indi- vidual New England championships at the meet. This was the first year UMO qualified more than one individual for the prestigious AIAW National Swimming and Diving Championships. Woodcock. Puzas. Ward. Ei- leen Sherlock. Nancy Kurt, and Anne Lucey represented UMO at the 8th Annual meet at Brown s Smith Swimming Center. 79 80 X ALFOND ARENA Alfond Arena would be a crappy place to get graduated — all cement with a big score board flashing “1977 — Good Luck You'll Need It.' over your head — But it's a great place to skate. Just like big time in good ol' UMO. Skaters going round and round, music playing. There's always some hopeful — Hamill's in the center showing off. And when the whistle blows, everyone changes direction ... If you're skating along merrily (probably your first time out) concentrating on standing up straight, because that ice is cold and wet — if the whistle blows and you ignore it (thinking it must be 8 o'clock), you are in trouble See Jane skate. See Jane look up See Jane see 100 people skating in her direction. See Jane get trampled . . . Anyhow, watch the whistle. The arena is also a good place to watch hockey games, both team and intramural. Some of these games are upsetting to Peace-people though . . . while the teams are lambasting each other against the sideboards, the fans are tearing each other apart in the stands. It's all part of the fun though. Joke joke. k. I l HOCKEY It was a long way from a -60 degree wind-chill factor, spending two days in the infirmary with frostbite, and driving two hours for a home game. And it was a long wait, but it was worth it. When the Alfond Ice Arena opened in Feb. 1977, the UMO Ice Hockey Club had a home at last. It was both an end and a beginning for UMO hockey. 1977 was their last year as a club: in 77-78 they will be competing in College Division II. But Maine's last year as a club will be one to remember. UMO faced Bates in the home opener at the Arena. The close to capacity crowd greeted the team with a standing ovation and a hearty rendition of the Stein Song. Maine wallopped Bates. And that was just the beginning. The team averaged about 7 goals per game. Their record was 9-1-5. Top scorers were Dan Boucher, Damon White (player-coach), and Don Boutin. In place of White, a senior, the 77-78 team will be coached by Jack Semler, former UVM player and Princeton coach. I Maine 6 Wesleyan 3 Maine 12 Montclair St. 4 Maine 9 So. Illinois 8 Maine 1 Miami 8 Maine 4 UMass 3 Maine 1 So. Illinois 6 Maine 1 Miami 6 Maine 0 Biscayne 2 Maine 7 UMass 5 Maine 7 Miami 8 Maine 13 Cent. Conn. 3 Maine 19 Cent. Conn. 6 Maine 6 Fairfield 2 Maine 8 Fairfield 7 Maine 10 Holy Cross 2 Maine 12 Holy Cross 5 Maine 5 Rhode Island 0 Maine 1 Rhode Island 2 Maine 6 Springfield 2 Maine 1 Husson 0 Maine 14 Husson 2 Maine 7 Colby 0 Maine 3 Conn. 2 Maine 0 Conn. 1 Maine 8 Northeastern 7 Maine 5 UNH 0 Maine 2 UNH 0 Maine 18 Bates 19 Maine 4 Boston College 1 Maine 10 Husson 4 Maine 5 Colby 3 Maine 3 UMass 5 Maine 1 UMass 0 ■f TRACK Gunshot! The first of four athletes is out of the blocks, on his way to a split-second pass that will link his performance to those of his teammates. The anchorman crosses the finish line, and it’s over, at least for now The U of Maine earned a university and Yankee Conf. record with its win in the mile relay, the epitome of teamwork. Winning the relay cured all; it brought an awareness beyond hard work and pain. Its momentary high and sense of fulfillment allowed all those contributing to the victory to share in the excitement and honor. Behind the show of a meet is the day to day practice without curtain or crowd. Track! — the shout of the competitor to the exerciser at practice, asserting his right to the pole position. Come to practice. Come to a meet. The expressions of people trying to keep pace with their memories, their determination bringing speed, and speed bringing hope. Watch the faces and pain, the same in either competition. It s hard to defend a record based on time, a struggle just to try and keep pace with time. 92 Dieing hard every day on the green trail in the fieldhouse with the Simple and Easy Show, weekdays three to five . . . It's track at UMO featuring their first woman's team. After running in circles for three years, the club finally got promoted to varsity standing. Outfitted in nice. new. extra large basketball uniforms (later exchanged for volleyball sweatpants and last year's men's track sweatshirts), the team of happy little chickies danced through the season to emerge with a dual meet record of eight wins, one loss (to Vermont by just one point). True, it was thrice that Bates and Bowdoin were met with, but this sort of redundancy breeds brotherhood (not to mention what it does to sisterhood.) Despite the unlimited hassels — nonexistent lockers, practice uniforms made to accomodate two and thereby conserve rope during three-legged races, the nautilus struggle — it was real. Nothing beats the doubling up in events, the ineffective screaming of track'', the interrogation of Jim to secure the day's workout, the yells to the milers to sprint, the faulty baton passes and William Talley House. There were the usual injuries . . . shin splints, knee troubles, an isolated case of a broken toe . . . But it was truly a good feeling to be a team at long last. Basking in team spirit, dedication and determination with a shade of panic. Traveling to meets wearing jellybean lipstick and singing fine songs. Always moving in the right direction, however, emerging through the jiving and joking as Kings of the Road. The bionic expectations didn't entirely fall through; nobody ever really even lost it. 93 mt LACROSSE How To Win Friends And Influence People or How We Had A Perfect Record; by the Lacrosse Club. The Maine Lacrosse Club finished the season in the spring of 77 with a 10-0 record, and wound up 3rd in the College Club Lacrosse League behind winner UVM and So. Connecticut. How did it all come about? Two lacrosse enthusiasts. Charley Juris and Ed Spencer (who had played for U. of Virginia), generated a lot of enthusiasm, as did their followers. Their hard work and success won them support from Student Gov't and Pres. Neville. Attendence was good, and the competition was no competition UMO outscored their opponents 155-85, averaging about 15 goals a game. Leading scorers were Bill McEnaney and Damon White. Defense was spearheaded by senior Rich Carbonetti. Those honored by the team were; Captain Neil DeStephano (Most Desire). Calvin Luther (Most Improved). Bill Hughes (Rookie of the Year) and Rick Smith (Most Valuable Player). « 95 SINN3J. UMO Men’s Tennis: 2-4 for the year 6th in the Yankee Conference UMaine 1 New Hampshire 8 UMaine 5 Coast Guard 4 UMaine 1 UConn 8 UMaine 1 Vermont 8 WINTER i WINTER CARNIVAL The Winter of 76-77 was the snowiest, coldest (most miserable, godforsaken, son of. .) However, we must remember, one person s glacier is another person's ski slope. And besides, for the first time in five years there was enough snow to revive the Winter Carnival (Remember the scene in the Wizard of Oz when the Good Witch wakes Dorothy up with a snowfall . .) The UM Fraternity Board. Inter-Dorm Board, and Panhellic Council got together and organized: a Disco Dance, various games, a Snow Bowl football game, and two hours of Free skating at the new Ice Arena, courtesy of UMO. The Best part of the carnival was the snow sculptures. Alpha Gamma Rho won first place with a clever sculpture of a Black Bear pulling a sled with Gov. Longley riding on it (clutching a bag of money and dragging an anchor behind the sled.) Caption: Let's Pull Together. Second prize: Beta Theta Pi; Third prize: tie be- tween Wells Complex and Tau Epsilon Phi. 109 112 113 When I skip classes. I feel guilty. That is unless I convince myself, (a) I really AM sick, (b) I'll get more work done out of class, (c) this is the last day the sun will ever shine. No. I'm kidding. I don't mind class — sometimes. I even enjoy class. Filling up the gray matter in my brain with odds and ends. Odd ends. Fish-od. Fish eggs Anything that will fit between my ears. Even if I'm half asleep I figure — maybe I'll absorb something. The lecture will just seep through my skin (osmosis, remember?) pick up a boat and sail through my veins till it reaches the big warehouse at the top. Oh ya. some classes are one long boring waste of time — the professor sitting on the edge of his desk, staring into space, making disconnected disjointed dissensible remarks. And the jokes — I couldn't even laugh to be polite — but there was no need. The prof laughed for ten minutes As if I didn t have better things to do than listen to that. 114 116 But then there are some classes that are actually STIMulating. It really hits you when your prof points out: the U.S. doesn't give economic or military foreign aid out of the goodness of their hearts. And when you discuss Camus you wonder if there really is a reason for existence, (etc. etc. etc.) We all like to use our brains (that's a pretty broad assumption but I'll stand by it) we like to feel them moving. We like to think we re getting something for the thousands of $$$ we re paying for that something. Of course a lot of the responsibility rests with us and sometimes we'd just as soon be irresponsible. Like: nothing could make me read that huge book — the one with NO pictures. Or — if I'm such a good guesser that I can get a B without reading anything — why should I read it? (Because you're here to learn.) (I don't want to learn that bad.) (Me. I'm here for the grades.) 117 WHAT IS ACADEMICS? It s (a) attendance, (b) tests, (c) papers. We get through these in a number of ways. Sometimes you NEVER have to go to class: just memorize 5 chapters of the text the night before the test. Some teachers are sneaky though. Their questions are on the lectures. Blah — and you can never trust anyone to take good notes cause everyone has their own shorthand. (What's this 53% of the studs on campus bit?) (Studs — you know short for students.) (Oh ya.) Almost everyone has had to get out of a test for some reason during his college career. Usually tests don't fall on the days you actually are sick. But you can always fake sick. Especially if you've been up all night (partying) and you've got a killer hangover — don't shave, wash, comb your hair or change your clothes (unless the beer stains are obvious) just go on over to see your teacher, roll your eyes, stick 118 120 out your tongue and ask if he has a bucket you can take to the test. If he doesn't let you off it's because he invented the trick 20 years ago. There are also other possibilities — “My mother died'' (Grandmother is usually more feasible): I just had an abortion and I couldn't concentrate:” My girlfriend just had an abortion and I couldn't concentrate.” If you've used all of these possibilities several times — your only recourse is black coffee and an all-nighter. Everyone's had to pull all-nighters for a test, a paper or two. or both. The first one is almost exciting. Something you can write home to your mother about. And in the morning, after the paper is typed and you're soaking up black coffee at breakfast . . . your friends come in and you casually mention. Ya I haven't made it to bed yet. Later in the day somebody tells you. Gee. you look like shit.” And you head for the sack. 121 Papers are hard to get out of — unless you Know someone who took the same class (or any class relating to it) two or three years earlier. Then your paper comes ready-made, wholesale value. Just make sure the paper isn't so fantastic the teacher will remember it. Another trick of the trade: SAVE all your papers, and recycle them (try not to get the same teacher for too many classes); you can also sell them or trade 'em. But you know what the sad part of academics is? After all is said and done, when graduation rolls around and you're looking at your transcripts, you say: is that all? Is that four years? But I don't feel like a college education. And it's too late. Unless of course, you're heading for grad school, where you can begin all over again! Just remember the MAINE. 124 125 130 131 r MAINE MASQUE CAST Margaret ..................................Margo Ham Brick ...................................John Sutton Mae ..................................Lynn Van Note Gooper (Tuesday, Thursday. Saturday) ----Tim Wheeler Gooper (Wednesday. Friday) ..............Al Schmitz Big Mama ................................Lyn Marsh Buster........................................Douglas Bost Dixie.......................................Stephanie Laurie Sonny ...........................................Trey Clukey Trixie ..................................Pam Thomas Big Daddy (Tuesday. Thursday. Saturday) ... Al Schmitz Big Daddy (Wednesday. Friday) ...........Tim Wheeler Reverend Tooker.......................Richard Willing Doc Baugh ............................Kent McKusick Lacy ....................................Ann Fellows Daisy .......................................Liz Hale Director ................................E.A. Cyrus Cat On A Hot Tin Root by Tennessee Williams I THE SCHOOL FOR SCANDAL Sir Peter Teazle ...............................Wally Sinclair Sir Oliver Surface ...............................Tim Wheeler Joseph Surface ..........................John Sutton Charles Surface .....................Richard Willing Careless ............................Lawrence Vinal Snake....................................Bill Haines Sir Benjamin Backbite ...................Eric Feero Crabtree ............................Kent McKusick Rowley ...........................................Bob Colby Moses .................................David Stratton Trip ....................................Bob Clark Sir Harry Bumper ....................Jeffrey Sawyer Lady Teazle..........................Cynthia Payson Maria............................................Gail Conboy Lady Sneerwell .................................Margo Ham Mrs. Candour ............................Ann Fellows Director ..............................James S. Bost The School For Scandal by Richard B. Sheridan CAST Lady Billows......................Patricia Connors Florence Pike ............................Ann Mills Miss Wordsworth ......................Linda Carroll Mr. Gedge. the Vicar ....................John Lyons Mr. Upfold. the Mayor ..........................Bruce Lancaster Superintendent Budd .....................Mark Scally Sid, a butcher's shophand..............Alfred Schmitz Albert Herring .................................Fritz Robertson Nancy, from the bakery .................Carol Craig Mrs. Herring ................................Patricia Stedry Emmie ...........................................Kate Sanborn Cis village children ...............Ann Marie Fortin Harry ................................Jean Shanks Artistic Director and Conductor ...Ludlow Hallman Stage Director and Designer .....................E.A. Cyrus Albert Herring' by Benjamim Britten CAST Howard ..............................Tim Whitney Melinda .....................Catherine McGreavy Rachel Brown ....................Colleen McIntosh Meeker ................................Jon Clark Bertram Cates ..........................Bob Colby Rev. Jeremiah Brown .................Roger Buck E.K. Hornbeck........................Walt Dunlap The Mayor .......................... Judson Crook Matthew Harrison Brady ...............Dale Phillips Mrs. Brady............................Lee Ann Rosin Tom Davenport ...................Francis Parkman The Judge ..........................Lawrence Vinal Henry Drummond ........................Tim Wheeler Radio Man .............................Bob Yoder Storekeeper ......................Janet McMullen Mrs. Krebs .....................................Liz Hale Corkin ................................Bob Atwood Phil .............................Gary Anderson Mrs. Bannister ...............................Linda Rice Mrs. Platt ..........................Kerry Hagan Miss Bollinger ..............Charlene Harrington Miss Cooper ...................................Lisa Strathoplos The Hawker ..................Cindy Van de Workeen Mrs. McClain ........................Wendy Long Mrs. Blair ........................Susan Leeming Elijah ......................................Gordon Sukeforth Photographer ........................Jackie Terrio Mrs. Dunlap ......................Brenda Laroche George Sillers ....................David Stratton Reuter's Reporter ....................Joan Wagner Court Stenographer ...................Beth McNeal Reporters ............Pam Abbott. Laurie Chenard. Bob Atwood. David Stratton Jury members .........Lisa Steen. Melissa Hamilton. Audrey Swanton. Kerry Hagan. David Stratton. Linda Rice. Jane Foden. Carol Nardone. Susan Adams. Bob Atwood. Gordon Sukeforth. Gary Anderson Townfolk. Courtroom crowd ............Nancy Fisher. revival meeting crowd James Gibson. Kevin Donnelly. Laurel Goodwin. Kim Towle. Kiana Knox. Richard Dempsey and above cast. DIRECTED by J. Norman Wilkinson Inherit the Wind by Jerome Lawrence and Robert E. Lee X GUYS AND DOLLS CAST Nicely-Nicely Johnson ................Al Schmitz Benny Southstreet ............Bruce Lancaster Rusty Charlie .....................John Sutton Sarah Brown .......................Janice Gray Mission Band: Arvide Abernathy ..............Richard Willing Agatha .....................Meredyth Goodwin Calvin...........................David Stratton Martha ...................................Paula Northridge Harry the Horse ...................Roger Buck Lt. Brannigan ....................Robert Yoder Nathan Detroit ...............Alexander Forsley Miss Adelaide .......................Sandra Zuk Sky Masterson ................Bayford Lancaster Joey Biltmore .......................Tim Wheeler Mimi ........................................Lynn Marsh General Matilda Cartwright .................Linda Rice Big Jule ............................Tim Wheeler Hot Box Girls: Marne McCallum. Margo Ham, Lynn Marsh, Lisa Dombek. Kate Sanborn, Deborah Shippee. Lee Ann Rosin, Paula Olson, Lauren Chenard, Amy Lalime. Crap Game Dancers: Tom Deschenes, Bill Silsby. Bob Wilson, Pete Zimmermann. Jon Clark, Don Royal. Kerry Dyer, Bill Haines Broadway Types: Mark Scally, Jon Clark. Don Royal, Bob Fenderson, Jackie Terrio, Amy Lalime, Bil Silsby, Bob Wilson, Kerry Dyer, Lynn Marsh, Susannah Homer. Jean Shanks. Tom McGary. Paula Keefe. Margo Ham, Richard Hen- derson. Deborah Shippee. Marne McCallum. Lisa Dombek. Ruth Bean. Jud Crook. Pat Connors, Bob Colby. Tom Deschenes. Lisa De Angelis, Dale Phillips. Jeff Richards. Bill Haines. Kate Sanborn. Larry Vinal. Ben Zamore, Pete Zim- mermann. Orchestra: Thomas Wellin. Therese Lutz. Kathryn Look. April Smtron, Sylvia McEldowney, Stephen Burgess. William Picher. Dawn Worthing. Mary Bruesch, Donald Holder, Dean Paquette. Scott Burditt. David Demsey, Joseph DiSalvatore. Lor- raine Harris. James Torrey. Cheryl Norwood. Thedore Nokes. Director ........................ Arnold Colbath v.-'.'SCV '• ' . ■■ 153 154 I- ( bSOLUTEL) NO CAMERAS OR recording dsi ices; m TO 56 USED W THE auditorium Concerts are disconcerting. Someone told me to say that. That's not really what I wanted to say about concerts. There are just a few minor points I wanted to make. First you have to realize, some people do not even LIKE concerts . . . Concerts are basically worthless. $10 a shot and what do you get? You feel trampled on. Your ear drums abused. And your lunch money spent. Enough said” . . . See not everyone likes 'em. You have to get into the live of concerts. You can always buy an album that will sound as good as the group in person (and probably cost less.) So what you have to like about concerts is the shoving bodies, the poor view, the girl screaming behind you. Some people get into this stuff (Especially the girl screaming behind you). Besides you can always say. Ya I caught Elton John at the Gardens last night (sounds like a disease). This does a lot for some people . . . They paste the tickets onto their refrigerators. Concerts at UMO were controversial this year. You may remember reading about this contro. in the Maine Campus. The concert committee, branch of the student government, arranged concerts on the basis of variety — jazz, classical, rock, folk; it seemed like a good idea. Remember John McLaughlin-Shakti-Jan Hammer. Roger McGuinn-Tom Rush. Michael Johnson. Aztec Two Step, etc? Almost every concert (except Aztec) lost money. Lots of it. Why? Why? Because no one knew the performers? Were too poor, too busy studying? We decided it was all of this. Students didn't want variety, anyway, they wanted big names. Second semester: there was Jonathan Edwards. s 155 Edwards Michael Johnson 158 Gordon Bok Loudon Wainwright III 159 FOLKSONGS in FEBRUARY Last Week I began to hear about a thing called Folksongs in February. I heard that it was a folksong festival that would be taking place in the Union. Let's see — who's playing? Well, there's Sandy Ives and Gordon Bok and uh. a bunch of other people I never heard of. Tickets were a buck'n a half for students, so I figured I'd check out the Saturday night concert since I had nothing to do. Friday night I parted ways with my roommates as I headed off to see the Chaplin flic, and they went off to Hauck for the first night of the folk festival. I felt blase about the folk thing and didn't regret missing it. About one a m., back at the house, Porter, Linda, and Craig showed up with an aura bout their collective beings. 'Wow'. Amazing', ‘Neat' was all I heard. 'You just missed one of the greatest shows I've ever seen in my life. This guy played wicked slide guitar, and there was this banjo pickin fool, and Yodeling Slim Clark and . . .' In other words they were trying to tell me that it was good. Saturday morning I was up early trying to revive my 64 Dart against its will. Porter stomped down the stairs at 9:45 and said. Hey. I'm going to the 10:00 workshop to catch Sparky Rucker on the slide guitar. Wanna come?’ I was covered with grease, but figured I ought to take time out from mechanical efforts to see this guy who he raved about. I was still blase, so I wiped my hands on a rag without washing, assuming I'd be back home before long to continue beating my dead Dodge. I never did make it home that day. The music was so fine, the musicians were so loose and open, the audience so receptive, that I had one of the best times I've ever had. At the first workshop in the Bangor Room was Hazel Dickens, a folk singer from West Virginia with a twang in her voice that could break your heart. Sparky Rucker, a mean guitar player with a particular ability to relate to an audience, and Tim Woodbridge. a musician who you had to watch carefully to make sure his fingers didn't leave his hands. The next workshop was songs of the British Isles with representatives from England. Ireland, and Scotland. Their a capella singing was a good example of the human voice as an instrument. Songs of the Sea Workshop at one p.m. in the Yankee, was packed to the gills, as sea chanties seem to have a lot of partisans here in Maine. Lou Killen. Gordon Bok. and Jo Hickerson seemed like a couple of Old salts sitting around trying to outdo each other in the power of the song and vision that they could conjure up. At this point I had no ideas about leaving. I'd been there for two hours without a hint of boredom setting in. In fact the more I heard, the bigger my appetite 163 became. The Songmakers of Maine workshop was a continuation of the exhiliarating atmosphere. Slim Clark. Gordon Bok. and Larry Kaplan were all in fine voice and spirits. I particularly enjoyed Dave Mallett, a mainstay of the Orono folk scene, whose originial songs have a poignancy and depth unsurpassed by any of the illustrious visitors over the weekend. At 5 p.m. when this workshop was over. I took a dinner break. While hunger for good music can sublimate hunger for food for awhile, bodily needs must be dealt with too. Upon returning to the Union at 7 p.m. I found to my surprise that a group of local mandolin, penny-whistle, and fiddle players had formed a group in the Yankee and were playing tunes for a large group of ebullient contra-dancers. Before I realized, it was time for the evening concert to begin. Liz Null the host was bubbling with energy and enthusiasm as she introduced the artists. Carolina and Sandy Patton did a nice job of singing traditional folksongs. Hazel Dickens accompanied by Tim Woodbridge came on to do some of her songs. A favorite of the audience was. Tm a free Ramblin' Woman and You're a Home Lovin Man' a switch on the traditional country song. Joe Hickerson, the folk archivist at the Library of Congress, equipped with a guitar and a dry wit, had the audience singing as sweet as has ever been heard by the walls of Hauck Auditorium. He also sang a song about Moose Turd Pie. which is like the joke, but more musical. After intermission. Gordon Bok enthralled the audience as he usually does. Sean Corcoran sang some Irish songs accompanied by what looked like a cup of beer. Liza Null, the host, ended the night with songs. At the end. all the performers came on stage and sang the chorus of a song as Sandy Ives sang the verses. It was 11:30.1 was still excitied. but it was over. — As printed in the Student Paper 164 166 168 174 BHR Not all of us lived off-campus during our years at school: We can't understand the goddamns and thankgods involved, but for many UMOers. this section will be as familiar as the arm chair you dragged down from the attic to fill up your apartment. Just float with the flow, back to a time . . . It's cooking, it's cleaning, it's laundry, it's dishes, floors, rugs, toilettes, it's repairs and yard work, it's hitchhiking or gas money, it's phone, oil. electricity, and water bills, it's rent, it's grocery shopping, it's resting, studying, eating, and playing at the Union and the library, it's independent intramural teams, it's TV. and games, it's parties, dinners, and barbeques. it's neighbors, old people, children, it's neighborhoods, frontyards. backyards, it's kegs and porch or rooftop sun bathing, it's pets, it's gardens, it's food, or the lack of it. it's bugs and mice, it's get-togethers and toboggan parties, it's frisbee on the mall, baseball in the street, it's furniture, it's sunny kitchens, it’s shovelling snow, it's fire places, and cold drafts, it's power losses, it's spending and saving, it's privacy, ultimately it's living together and cooperating, and it WAS Elfman. We called him up the first day we moved into our house 176 ‘ Mr. Elfman? Yeah . . . We only have three beds for the four of us. Could you get us another one?'' “No plroblem boyse. Til be rlight ova . While waiting we decided to see what our basement looked like. It has a dirt floor and a low ceiling. It was damp. Frogs and ants were crawling everywhere. Against one wall stood a wet and moldy mattress and frame. Elfman arrived in his truck a while later After a few minutes he entered the house. He walked halfway to the bedroom with the fourth mattress and frame when we noticed it was the same set from our basement. “Uh ... Mr. Elfman. Paul said, “I think that mattress is wet and mildewed.” The landlord stopped, turned around and began to carry the pieces back out. Without looking at the bed he replied. Dat's O.K. I dink eet's blroken anyway. I'll getchu anudda . When he turned the bed. we could see that the wooden boards surely were blroken He brought another bed later in the day. We all wondered whose basement he got this new one from. Next the water pump broke. In the middle of the year our furnace went out. They were both fixed very promptly. The landlord then unsuccessfully attempted to raise our rent, it seems almost in compensation for the promptness. And in between, there were the black-outs, the burned food, the bills, the cleaning, the studying, the get-togethers and the hangovers, the strained relationships, the privacy and lack of privacy, the living and looking for ourselves, the educating and education, and finally, in our case, the friendships which 179 made off-campus living worthwhile. THAT IS PART of it. That's Mark and his buddies This is Mike and his buddies, and THEIR part of it: It should have been an important dinner. Gayle was coming over for the first time, and I hoped not for the last. When we arrived home we found a cold house. The furnace was off cause the basement was flooded. Jim phoned the not-overjoyed landlord and the two of them spent the evening tramping through the kitchen with muddy boots on. . . Well you see I couldn't get my car started this morning ... a 64 Volkswagon . . . It's not that is needs work, it's iust that it won't start under 15 degrees. I know I missed the quiz, but the hitching was bad and it wasn't my fault. I really don't think you should give me zero . . . Our phone was disconnected last week. I guess the cut-off figure must be $100 cause as soon as our bill got up that high — off went the phone. No. we really don't make that many long distance calls, we just haven't gotten around to paying the bill for the last couple of months. Of course, all the guys over on North-fourth use our phone, and Jim's brother and Jim's brother's girlfriend, and the people upstairs. Well, maybe we have run up quite a few long distance phone calls . . . Those busboys in the Yankee are getting carried away. I was sitting with Gayle eating lunch (a sandwich from 180 V home with eggplant and coffee from the Yankee) when these two busboys started bussing my table. They were singing Hot Rod Lincoln'. It's not that I mind their singing, if they can be happy cleaning up after people, so be it. but did they both have to wink at Gayle? . . . Roger said Jim was going to make supper tonight, and neither of them is here. Since it's 6:30 now I suppose I should start on it. cause I've got to go back to the libe tonight and Roger and Jim will be home any time now expecting to eat. and feeling guilty for forgetting about supper. I guess we ll have tuna-noodle casserole again. I'm afraid that if I just open a can of beans with hot dogs Roger will rib me about it until he drives me crazy. I hope Roger or Jim think to pick up some milk and bread . . . The rent is due tomorrow. $60 a piece . . . and we still have not got a vacuum cleaner. Roger says that he can get one from home. He's going home this weekend and he'll try to bring up the extra one. Maybe his mother will bake us another cake. We always look forward to that bit of home.. . . The oven door won't open, the shower s dirty, the storm windows need to be put on (taken off), the coffee costs too much, the sink leaks on the floor. . . were out of eggs. fuel, meat and jam: the landlord doesn't give a damn . . . Nevertheless. I'd rather live off campus. MOST PEOPLE WHO LIVE OFF CAMPUS WOULD RATHER LIVE off campus. These guys would. Renee would . . . Unveiling the essences of Main Street, Mill Street. Bennoch Road, the post office, the Exchange Bookstore. LaVerdiere's. the laundermat. the grocery store, and the Orono tressle becomes a concentration of the off campus 182 4 ✓ 183 student of Orono. Moving off campus means much more than having to cook for oneself and having to put up with landlords and rent and a phone bill. When one gets beyond these somewhat disheartening realities, the change from the University dorm to the local apartment is elevating and extremely healthy. On campus living is often comparable to a 9-5 job — it perpetuates pressure and makes us creatures of habit — and. even worse, five o'clock never comes. It is amazing that a mere mile can give the distance from academia needed by every student in order to maintain a healthy perspective on being a part of the University. The 7 184 morning and afternoon walk into campus provides the off campus student with the often neglected time to think with a clear head in fresh Maine air. This is immensely preferable to the on-campus-rolling-out-of-bed-five-minutes-before-class routine . . The Bear's Den and basements of fraternity houses, or the Salty Dog and comfortable living rooms; walks down the mall, or walks across the bridge and along the Stillwater under a full moon; cafeteria chicken cutlets or exquisite cuisine including home baked bread and wine; rowdy and public or quietly private: constantly surrounded by college students or exposed to children, the older 185 generation, and families; in short, limited to the unreal university world OR opened up to a part of what it's all about out there . . . Living off campus allows a student to finally create and identify beyond student-hood. It involves a pleasant rechannelling of energies and a responsibility for self that doesn't find room for expression in a dormitory. (Rather than complaining about the daily cafeteria menus, you enthusiastically create your own; instead of socializing as an integral part of your section or floor in a dorm, you become an individual in a stronger sense.) Off campus life encourages uniqueness, individuality, and expressiveness. This way of life manifests an awareness of self-in-the-world that can't be created in campus crowds. And besides all that, it’s fun. and it's a short stumble to the bang of downtown. AND SOMETIMES THE REALITY GETS ALL TANGLED UP IN THE UNREALITY OF FANTASY. Dreaming right along here . . . Someone remembers . . . I woke up. The birds were singing, the sunlight was streaming in the window beside by bed. and I could hear the wind softly rustling the leaves outside. My three roommates and I were starting our third week of classes in our new house. I lay back on my pillow with my hands behind my head. What a great move it was to rent this house off campus and get out of the dormitory, I said to myself. I dressed and walked downstairs. The house was immaculate. In the spotless kitchen my roommates were making breakfast. They made some for me. What pals! After eating I washed and went out to get the mail — three letters for me from Sue. Cathy, and Ellen. Because of the privacy our house afforded me. I had been able to finish all my homework for the day's classes. With only two classes to go to I debated going to Bar Harbor, but decided to go on campus. I hopped into my Datsun 280-Z and drove to the Union. I bought an ice cream cone and sat on the Union steps until my class. In class I got a quiz back — a + . On my way back to the Union I met one of my roommates. Pete, and his dog Morris. We sat down and planned the big dinner party we were having the next weekend. Thirty or forty were invited to an Americana dinner and keg tapping at our house. Everyone was looking forward to it and more than 40 were expected. Pete and I took off our shoes and threw the frisbee on the mall for awhile before eating our lunch of thick roast beef sandwiches under the mall trees. We went back to the Union and talked with friends that our landlord had come and painted the interior of our house and made other unrequested repairs without charge. What a guy1 The four of us sat around making 187 mushroom quiche for dinner with a few close friends . . . rrrr — RRRRRRaaaaaAAAAAAZZZZZZZ click. Ughhhh . . . Umpffff . . . Oooohhh ... 8 o'clock? . . . Already? . . . Ohhhh ... I hate Mondays . . . especially after nightmares like that. Ugghhh. I dressed. Everyone was still sleeping. I dragged myself downstairs. I went for the cereal and milk. Where's my milk? No milk? Who drank my milk? One of my roommates had finished off my milk and there was none left. I refused to put water of my cornflakes. I reached for the bread. Ahh. toast. There were little holes torn out of the plastic wrapper. The bread inside was ragged and torn. Mice! I threw the loaf into the trash can and hit an ant crawling up the side. When I came out of the bathroom, Pete. Hank, and Phil were waiting to get in. For the first time I wasn't the last. I got my books together and hopped into my '67 Olds. It started! I coasted into the gas station, totally dry. two dollars, please. It would be enough to get to campus and back. I headed straight for the library. I had a test in an hour and because of television and a game of monopoly that lasted until 2 a.m. I hadn't studied yet. I bombed it. I couldn't afford to eat lunch. I wasn't hungry anyway. Even though it was beginning to rain. Phil and I went out to throw the frisbee on the mall. I missed one of Phil's throws. It hit a kid in the back of the head. He turned around and looked at me. You goddamm off campus clowns. He turned back around. I picked up the frisbee and hit him in the back of the head again. I think it was Phil and someone else who finally pulled us apart. Phil and I talked about plans for another keg party, but we remembered how sick we were last time when no one showed up and we had to drink it ourselves — the four of us. When I got home there were bills from the telephone, oil. and electric companies. There was a stack of dishes in the sink, the house was dirty. I had laundry to do. work to do, NO money. I sat down and started to doze off. With my kinds of dreams, what else could Ido?... 189 THE FIELDHOUSE “Help!” When you hear that cry. chances are you'll be in the wrong place to do any good. — If you are in the right place, (and a little slow to respond) Heads! might be more appropriate. In any case. “Help!' or Heads! are calls to action. In the first case, a response serves others, in the second, a response serves yourself. In the fieldhouse it's nice to do both. There is something good about returning a basketball to an eager player who has lost control, something good about putting a volleyball back into play, something good about giving back a tennis ball, (even if tennis does take two entire basketball courts.) There may even be something good about having a reckless football careen into the back of your head — even if it's only the satisfaction of hearing a curt sorry from the big guy who tossed it; or seeing the sheepish grin on the guy at the other end of the pass — incomplete. Everyone goes to the fieldhouse for help of some kind: “Help me shave off a few pounds. they whisper to the Xi fieldhouse walls as they sweat, or glow, (depending on their sex.) Help me find a guy or a girl,” they muse in time to the dribbling basketballs. I like the athletic types. Help us win, the teams' thoughts seem to echo around the iron beam each evening as intramurals provide relaxation from ivory tower tension. The most powerful plea of all escapes from the roving, searching eyes of the bored as they step through the arched bricks. The fieldhouse. the largest physical space on campus, fills the largest void. time. Lonely wandering feet often carry the uninspired to the track: to feel the sweat, to watch the games, to hear the intensity of physical exertion. It means something to be an observer. It means something to be an observer. It means something to find someone there, by plan or by chance. It means something when someone says. Hey. wanna play?” NOTE: A v ord about roommates who head for the fieldhouse at 9 a.m. to run a few miles, pump a few pounds, ya know. and end up playing pinball till noon ... Ha ha ha. 193 194 THE UNION It's a student's on-campus pub. bank, post office, movie theatre . . . it's the place to kill a half hour during a study break; to wait between classes; to buy a quarter pound of jelly beans to share with a friend. The catalog says the Memorial Union is the center of student activities and recreational programs.” a dull but accurate description. Conveniently located next to the library, one can easily lose an evening s worth of study by rationalizing a stop in the Bear's Den for a quick drink or to look for someone.” Though the building has been the bane of UMO art professors for years, the campus manages to make do with what it’s got The Union boasts (?!?) three eating facilities: the Ford Room (intimate but exclusive), the Damn Yankee, and the Bear's Den (fondly known as ”Pit”. Hole”, wouldn't bring my dog there. ) It's the home of student government, the off-campus board, the Wilde-Stein Club, and MUAB, to name a few. If you sit in the lobby on second floor during a weekday, it's a safe bet you'll see a colorful cross-section of the campus community — alternate lifestylers with green packs on their backs and brown bag lunches in their hands; faculty and employees heading for a long awaited coffeebreak; dorm students trying to escape the cafeteria blues. A day hardly goes by when a club or cause has not set up shop to display or promote their wares: bagels, crafts, petitions, flowers, jewelry. You can relax or study in the several lounges furnished with hard tables and overstuffed chairs. Some are for smokers, others for nonsmokers: study with music or meditate in timeless silence. Students stream en masse out of a TH11 or HY5 lecture in Hauck Aud.. as others mill around the Hole-in-the-Wall Gallery, checking out the latest exhibit. Is it kites or tin cans this week? Downstairs the pool tables are always in use and pinball wizards keep trying for thier tenth free game. Across the hall the yellow tags consistently outnumber the pink on the ride board, especially around vacation time In the bookstore, the line at the check cashing window winds past the Mon Sac display — You need your home address, campus address, and student number please.” Browsers and buyers meander through the store, debating whether to buy the Colgate here or in town later. Whether you use the Union once a month to buy an ice cream cone or as your center for social activity, it plays in intricate role in university life. 195 CAN 1 61Vf YOU BOYS A uft7 1 m NtVlLLt! NO THANKS. SIR • OAKTL AND I ARE JUST HANGING AROUND, V HU ifr — 7r 6000 J'K SURE you BOYv$ KNOW JUSt WHAT I'D THINK Of ANy TUCENt WHO WOU -D UA)0. On MW 51V.' EPUP THE 6000 4 « wott £ 1M HE SAW« $g m? ( WHAT 5I6N ? 'dl . i i Xx| sj [ .•M ! @ 198 199 I 202 204 205 HEADING SOUTH SPRING was here, and so was the opening day of baseball season for the Boston Red Sox Having already decided to abandon class. 7 of us piled into Dana's beat up 1970 Ford station wagon along with 3 cases of Bud and headed south. We drew straws to see who got to sit way in the back and wouldn't you know it. Joe lost. Seems like Joe is one of those guys who always loses On the trip down Briggy and Dana and in the front seat challenged John and I in the back seat to a game of Scat for quarters. I ended up losing almost $2 before I realized they were passing cards back and forth between themselves and splitting the profits. Finally made it to Boston. 206 Parked the car and headed down to stand in line to buy tickets for the game We all had a pretty buzz going by this time so the unnaturally cold weather didn't bother us. Some guy came by with a wad of tickets for sale and seeing how all of us were fairly hungry we bought his before the booth opened so we wouldn’t have to wait in line. John and Dennis took off after something or other so the rest of us headed back to the car which was an aforementioned meeting place. Funny thing, how when we got to where the car WAS. we found it was gone Dana looked kinda upset so we called the cops to see if it had been towed No, they said, no such car had been towed, and did we wish to report it stolen? Dana did so he chatted for awhile with the cops. In the meantime. John and Dennis came back and they too were surprised. •It s not the car I mind so much as the beer that was in it. ' John said Dana could've killed him We decided there was nothing we could do and the gates should be open by now so we went back to the park. Wouldn't you know, they called off the game on account of cold weather. So there we were, holding tickets that never went on sale, and no car. We went to the Cask and Flagon where they make positively the best roast beef sandwich I've ever eaten. After some deliberation we decided to split up and thumb home. So late that night, cold and weary, yours truly stumbled into Orono and went to bed. The Boston police later found Dana's car burned to a crisp in Roxbury and told him he could have it for a S50 storage charge. You can just imagine what he told them. It's all past history now but you can lay money on the fact. I'm not going down this year. ■4 207 ORONO MADNESS --------------- Special Bonus Section VOL 1 (and I wouldn't be surprised if it's the last) 107 Lord Hall, Orono Maine; 04473 THE TRUTH ABOUT HOWARD NEVILLE Rumors have been verified: Howard Neville does not exist. The University of Maine has been without a President for years. Speculation began when students realized they had never seen Howard Neville. They had no idea what he looked like. Never heard him speak. Was there really a HN? Who occupied the carpeted office in Alumni Hall? Who was pulling the strings? A bionic man or a bionic computer? Investigative reporters from a major metropolitan newspaper were called in for the case, code name: Maine-Stein. They disguised themselves as alterna- tive life style students, and camped out in the parking lot beside Alumni. They stayed for 7 days and never saw Neville. He didn't come, he didn't go, they explained. Maybe there is a secret tun- nel between his house and the office, Maine-Stein thought. So they changed their disguise to Ivy Leaguers (blue blazers and boat shoes), went to Ne- ville's office, and asked to see the Pres- ident. They were confronted with his two dedicated motherly secretaries who said. Mr. Neville is out. attending a conference. That was all they would say. Fishy? By God. yes this seemed fishy. Ten times they came back to see Neville. Ten conferences' The sec- retaries' upper lips began to perspire. ►-------------------------------------- flu m STIW 10 DiM OLD I'WWL SWWT Dll M tfriai Rjn6 ' 6W AM) Mwk 1 tJrtvT M A M. 1 tV6tt I'lAiNt rtMAi 5Wb! This photo has absolutely nothing to do with anything. One night. MS broke into Neville's of- fice. Everything was neat and clean — the desk, the large table where Howie supposedly held breakfasts for other UMO personnel. But there were no papers, no pictures on his desk. No family mimentos. Maine-Stein had just about made up their minds about the case, but decided to try one more trick. The ultimate. If this didn't produce HN. then HN didn't exist. They disguised themselves as middle-aged, successful businessmen with the look of Alumni. We want to donate $100.000 to UMO and its performing arts center. they told the secretaries. Mouths dropped, eyes watered. Mr. Neville's not in right not. would you like to speak to his assis- tant?” No way. No Neville. No money. Tears glistened in the eyes of the sec- retaries. We re sorry. And that was that. The story came out the next day. Chancellor McCarthy ad- mitted the truth, adding. We were just trying to save money, cut the budget, and tighten our belts. The president's work was done almost entirely by his secretaries. The man who played the part' of Neville on several official occa- sions is actually a college administrator from out in the middle West. But — there is no Howard Neville, President of UMO. d ink lo f u rin ttriffy jiiufo... D nIK 'i f jfc CriZEu.'i y Id p)fMi c)( fck AYS... ]nl tu Ifs ouwous . „ ... 'd UH , (. , Ol flS, jo 77{k i 0A aw 0,i MO ALL iHt. k 'N It is important to maintain imperturbable equanimity COEDS MAKE IT WITH BUBBLE GUM As just one of the zany, mad-cap antic fads to sweep the U.S. college scene, blowing bubbles into each other s face enjoyed a brief but exuberant Rean- naissance at UMO. Here, two zany, antic goof ball types discover the joys of mat- ing mouthfuls of mushy Bazooka and the attendant difficulties of wrenching the Siamese Wads apart. The mad-cap chap in the photos is a member of TKE fraternity, and his lady friend is an exuberant, zany member of the Prism staff. Notice that at no time do their teeth leave their mouths, nor do they look very damned pleased with each other or the whole stupid idea. Later they streaked to a crowded phone booth to swallow goldfish tail first. Other fads to similarly sweep the campus this year included Dancing trees, undistinguished professor awards, and attending classes. This last insanity was only a fleeting pastime, however, participated in by only the craziest of crazies. And what will become of these two practitioners in UMO's smallest fad? Well, he plans to county Grumon pellets off the Saucilito coast, and study for his masters in Computer Memory Alloca- tion and Core Storage Requirements at the University of Southern Micronesia, while she wants to hang around and maybe waitress in the near future. Good luck! WARNING! As this yearbook went to press it was announced by the Fleer Research and Testing Facility of Wad- leight, WV that blowing bubbles in each other s face has been linked to mental decline in rats. Not one rat in a recent test group was capable of finishing col- lege after participating in any amount of blowing bubbles in each other s face. Progress past the sophomore level was not exhibited by any rat taking part in the study, although several rats were able to complete vocational-technical training in less than 3 years and went on to lead productive, active lives in a variety of fields, most notably the field behind Jenness and Murray Halls. It’s a real buzz once you get the hang of it fom OA OB DUi' f io M Usnkt $1 fHt to m Dun . i;o m dun, to M MW® urn Zw m IHt bUlHS 10 M tUZ fo D t WORDS of DA Qfc Dun SCHOOL SOHO... 'to -rue ALU UN f, ro TriL fATE6 to IHt 6 -5 WHO w U MW us SomDHY' IN SEARCH OF ANONYMITY ANONYMITY does not come easy at UMO. It's a big place and there are more eyes around here than on all the spuds in Aroostook County. Be it one of your 14 roommates, your Zo4 professor (who really couldn't tell your face from a pseudopod But he's got your name on a list and that counts for something), the meal ticket puncher at your favorite commons, or the doctor who attends you after you eat. there is always some- one who knows of you or about you. — Someone knows what beer you drink —Someone knows if you've got any papers — Someone knows what courses you're taking — Someone knows who you date and if you're good. bad. fabulous, yes. yes. do it there, oh god. i love it there . . .or just mediocre. — Someone can read your crib notes — Someone knows what color your skivvies are (usually these people know if you're good. bad. fabulous, etc.) — Someone understands your cosmic vibrations — Someone reads you like a book — Someone is listening — Someone probably cares Then again . . . maybe they don't. Maybe, just maybe, there are people around us nobody knows, nobody cares about: total anonytrons wandering in and out among us and nobody ever noticed. Obsession sets in. I must find them. I must do what must be done. Packing a fisbee. a few slices of last Thursday s Pat's double cheese, green pepper pizza. Robert Pirsig's Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance (just to keep it a quality operation) I am off. ... It is not easy to find anonymous people. I soon find that nobody knows any. Undaunted, my thoughts turn to the vast university woodlots: lost and forgotten forestry majors, perhaps a wildlife recluse. (It is said Yul Gibbons was an unknown until he ate his way through a stand of white pines and emerged to deliver his pitch (that's a white pine joke) on dietary ways and means.) As fortune and literary license would have it. it was but a matter of hours be- fore I found my first real anonymous person. It was deep in the university forest. How deep you ask? It was so deep it made a space probe to Uranus Day're gonna sub let de basement, don't cha know, eh? (or Jupiter for that matter) look like a walk to Wadleigh's He was sitting serenely in a small single room dwelling as happy as a lecher at Girl Scout Camp. A rugged looking fellow with a pleasant, rather permeating personality (which was not the only thing permeating the area), he greeted me like an only friend, inviting me into his humble abode. I declined exhaled, and drew another breath through my hankie. He lived by himself he told me. Yes sir. there jocko, that there triple room- mate stuff just ain't for old Red. don't cha know, eh?” Red? He talked of his dwelling with great Boar makes it big off Broadway . . . way off. Jose offers interesting ‘ trips’’ Anonymous master of pride, pointing out the natural lighting, real simulated wood grain paneling and the multi-purpose university issue furni- ture. He enjoyed the rustic setting and the privacy that went with it. What troubled him however, was the feeling that a roommate was inevitable. “Sure as I'm from Cahn-ee-dah, they'll soon move a jocko downstairs, eh? So it was with Red. Red? It was a week or so before I met my next anonytron. He was living at the heart of the gas alarm system in Aubert the lethal 35 pound fart Hall. I happened upon him after my Ch14 lab instructor ordered me out of class. Seems my biological reaction to Mexican food warranted a bit of ad- vance notice, hence I too was at the heart of the gas alarm system. We talked; obscurity was his favorite pas- time and he got his kicks by shooting titrated solutions of cleaning fluid into his elbow joints. He had also mastered the lethal 35 pound fart. By-passing the alarm system he had once asphyxiated the entire 3rd floor. He was a true lost soul. I never did get his name. The months rolled by and my list grew until at last I was sure I knew them all. No longer were these poor blokes unknowns. I found Tweedledeedum a pair of shorts that fit and a work study job. wrestling his massive shoulder wart at half time during hockey games in the Alfond Arena. It was seasonal work, but he went undefeated his first year out. Michael Boar hit it big after I intro- duced him to the drama department. He landed a job doing impersonations for visiting state officials. His best was that of George C. Scott in The Beauty and the Beast. though many an encore came for his posthumous role in Lord of the Flies. Try as I might. I could not convince Jose Mescalito to remain in Orono. The university officials scowled at the trips he was offering and the final straw was the rejection of the Palmolive people to let him star with 'Madge' in a hand lotion commercial. He left an empty carcass in the Union and flew to Mexico. So long Jose. Tweedledeedum wrestles himself for fun and profit •s DEAR MOM AND DAD, Sorry I haven’t written sooner. The first three weeks of school have been great. I got settled in soon after you left. Todd, that’s my roommate, is really a nice guy. He is a Chem-E. The reason he did not have any stuff with him in the room that first day when you met him is because he does not change his clothes much. He sleeps on the tiles, but I think I'm going to buy a rug. He uses the bureau as a planter. My classes are going well. You don't even have to go to them if you don't want to — but. of course. I go. Todd says he is bringing a second shirt to school at Thanksgiving break. Ha. ha. DEAR MAM AND DOD. Todd, my urn. roommate, has. uh. been. uh. weeding, I think . . . Yes. weeding his, um. drawers where he keeps um. uh. plants Ha ha ha. Is this making sense? Ha ha His plants are re- ally. really . . . really . . . um. What? Where was I? I'm hungry. Hey. Todd's plants made me hungry! Ha ha ha ha ha ah. What? DEAR MOM AND DAD. Hey. I'm really sorry I haven't written sooner. But you know. I've been so turned ON by a lot of the really, really together things that have been happen- ing in my. you know, life recently This roomy of mine. Todd, has turned me on to a group of really to-geth-er people. You know, natural, really FREE people. I'm heavily into organics now. for one thing, and like really together in love for all men through HIM. It's Devine, you know? And so I'm really spiritually to- gether. DEAR PARENTS. I'm really, really troubled by your re- fusal to buy the paper flowers, scented candles and Godcandy I mailed home. The Spirit lives, but people like you only make it tougher by your pagan pig- headedness. May He guide you and anoint you anyway. O Hopeless Ones. DEAR HOPELESS ONES. Karma is. Lou'oost mah Lai tuber ankh. Lum: Ra Chon DEAR MOM AND DAD. Can you please send money? Little Shin Pad is pregnant and says I'm the anointed Lupen-Child that did it to her. She has lost the True Light and has threatened court action. Some shitty Karma, huh? I really need the En- lightened Cash, though. OK? P.S. His- tory and Accounting are going well. Todd says Urmi Lisqua hann to you both. DEAR MOM AND DAD. Hi. Since Todd dropped out I have been thinking a lot and have decided to get back into a more normal existence. I swear I'm not smoking any more. I've really settled down. This semester promises to be a promising one. DEAR MOM AND DAD. All that dope's for queers. All us men drink only beers! Hey folks. I'm pledged! You're look- ing at a new brother of Fi Luppa Chik fraternity. Boy. oh boy. joining the brotherhood is going to be great! All the guys really pull together — they help each other out and really try to keep your spirits up all the time. They're LOADED with spirits down there. I'm not actually a brother yet. but I will be just as soon as Hell Week is over. DEAR MA AN DA. I brother now. Hell Week over. Wow. not fun was Hell Week. Me, I gotta do real tough stuff to be get to be brother. Got to hang from TV MICRO WAVE an- tenna by ears. (My brother Ziggy show me how to spell Micro Wave Antenna real good) I hand with micro waves going zing, zip for hours and days. me. Not fun. but no so bad. Now I Fi Luppa Chik. Real good, huh? DEAR MOM AND DAD. I'm not going to be home for vaca- tion I'm going to Florida with Ziggy and the guys. Clit, Ziggy's roommate, has a house near Fort Lauderdale. I'm bring some books and will read marketing on the beach. At night I think we will watch TV. or sleep. No girls that I know are go- ing. so. ha ha. don't worry Mom. Saw Theresa the other day (remember Little Shin Pad?) She and Todd are doing well cutting kelp for Marine Gel- Products on the coast. So have fun and I'll send a card from Fort Lauderdale. No girls that I know are going. DEAR MOM AND DAD. Hi. Picture is of me. Ziggy. Clit, and three stewardesses and nurses we bumped into down here. The blonde in the middle knows Ziggy's grandparents. How about that? Small world, huh? I was taking one or two minutes off from studying school books (not shown in picture) to meet the girls who know Ziggy's grandparents. They were swell girls. One of them reminded me of you. Mom. I ll let you guess which one. ha ha. Got to run now — the girls want us to take more pictures of them back at the hotel. Terrorists deal with escapee Terrorists from Point hold hostages in Damn Yankee Terrorists from the land of Point hold director Roscoe Clifford. Believing that disbelieving Damn Yankee clientel hos- Oblio and his faithful pointer Arrow are tage as they prepare a list of demands somewhere on campus; the four des- to present to university grounds crew perados stormed the Yankee shortly after noon. Explaining their position, the leader of the despicable lawbreakers, put it this way, This university is the most pointless place we could think of He's got to be here.' Oblio has until Thursday to show up or the terrorists will force the hostages, (mostly innocent off campus students with a smattering of halfway decent in- tellectual types, and even a few profes- sors!!) to eat food from Wells Commons . . . THOSE FIENDS! NIPPLE NEGLIGENCE Three members of UMO's wrestling team claimed sex discrimination when they were refused access to the bus- tler,” a breast developer, located in the Universal room at Lengyel gym. Harvey Hinckley said he and his com- panions were allowed to use the other equipment, but when they tried to use the bustler. they were asked to leave the room. The three men immediately filed a complaint with Dr. Joann M. Fritsche. Director of Equal Employment Opportunity at UMO. After a meeting earlier this week. President Howard Neville's only com- ment was that the 'bustler is definitely an apparatus designed for women only, no male in his right mind would want to use that thing. Medical and physical education ex- perts say that the bustler is unique” and performs a function unlike any other on campus. To bar men from the use of the bustler would make men's body-building facilities noncomparable to the women's, which is unfair under Title D Educational Discrimination acts. Hinckley said that he couldn't see any reason why he couldn't use the bus- tler and plans to carry the complaint as far as necessary. All we wanted to do was build up our chest muscles. They're saying that men don't have the same physical capabilities to use it. That's unfair! he added. Harold Westerman, director of ath- letics. said, I hope those boys whip the pants off those women libbers for all the trouble they've caused me.” The bustler was purchased from the Mark Eden Co., Hartford. Conn, for $10,000. The apparatus consists of a push-and-pull pulley system attached to the wall. If I had known what the women s physical education department was going to do with the money. I would have made sure they didn't get it, Wes- terman said. Reilly to Gavett: ‘‘Hands on hips, PLEASE. Gavett to camera: We never had to 'Bunny Hop' when Warner played. Stoned? Student? Thinker? Dirty? Criminal? Leader? Scholar? Lost? To- gether? Bright? Misfit? Rich? Provoca- tive? Independent? Bored? Controver- sial? Morally decayed? Burned-out? Carminative? Irreverant? Space-shot? Coughing? Senseless? Quasi-societal? Ambidextrous? Soft? Obfuscatious? Hard core? Stupified? Unmotivated? Aware? Head? Poor? Confident? Reli- gious? Satisfied? Clearly very nebu- lous? New Years Eve? Canabisized? Senseless? Dumb? Irresponsible? Stimulated? Stubborn? Degenerate? Homeopathic? Objective? Star Date 7706.03? Rolling? Toasted? De- criminalize? Legalize! Patronize? Grass widow? Any Eve? Right now? Trans- cendental? Dimwit? Intelligent? Hyper- ventilating? Buzzed? Reefermad? Stubborn? Self-deceived? Nurd? While you decide, he's out back get- ting high, and really doesn't give a shit what you think! V EH 1 REVISED UMO freshmen will be in for quite a surprise this fall. The Ehl course has been drastically revised and now in- cludes as a basic reader the 2.662 page Webster Third Unabridge International Dictionary. UMO English Professor Burt Hatlen was overjoyed at the new requirements, stating that he hoped that former Stu- dent Paper Editor Mark Schneider would be in his class. Mark s a real nice guy. but I'd still like to make him eat all the words. said Hatlen. Schneider responded by saying that he hopes Webster's comes in three flavors. Another totally useless photograph vV'iUlVVzr -THS xm Ym£ -£ 8l$r. CH- A ftifwD of Altt |S 1AKnXf A UX AM OliDS Sort HU? So HE'S ChhimG Mt CO Xil a c-a CHLCOUrt ?! T;WI A bk? TE'i AW M AftUf iik 'wurr .fM ftiwr 7wo. THIS mt’i ‘316 MAW s ot wg'u V BACK TO DORMS It is now official. Several married students who are being booted out of University Park are preparing to move into at least two UMO dorms: Cumberland and Andro. Don Dadigan, a spokesman for the group, said he sees it as a fair exchange of singles for marrieds and that Resi- dential Life doesn't care as long as the money keeps rolling in. Besides, he added, there's already a built-in advantage with babysitters. Sometimes called R.A.'s, the babysitters will continue to occupy their present rooms and indications are that they will really earn their pay from now on. Another advantage cited by Dadigan is that both dorms are near the Cutler Health Center, which could come in handy in stork emergencies or when children are seized with sudden maladies at 3 a.m. Dr. Robert Graves, director of the Health Center, was not available for comment. All the University Park residents queried expressed approval with the exchange agreement, which will allow 120 dorm residents to switch places with 40 couples and 23 children. Sue Blue, a Cumberland resident who is anticipating the move to University Park, said her only concern is a rumor she heard that the UMO police will sta- tion 15 of their men to U. Park to help the singles make the adjustment to off-campus living. “We’re just trying to make the stu- dents feel at home, said UMO Police Chief Alan Reynolds, adding his troops will be on 24-hour guard and will divide their time between ticketing parked cars and escorting the singles to classes so they won't get lost on the way. STRANGER THAN TRUTH Not one of the articles in this section is true in it's entirety, for that matter they aren't even partially true! The arti- cles in Orono Madness do not necessar- ily express the opinions or beliefs of the Prism staff or anyone else. As a matter of fact, all these articles are pure bullshit, written to entertain elementary aged school children, semi-intelligent pieces of Jello. and masters of the 35 pound fart (foot, flatulant air. bilabial fricative . . . it's all the same). - BABES MAKE IT BIG As Maine ends its first year under Bubar's Blue Laws — with the con- traceptive age raised to 21 and the re- crimmalization of abortion — one may marvel at the adaptability and practical- ity of UMO's sororities. The resourceful sisters may have cornered a previously untapped market and found the ideal fund-raising activity for social groups: the production of black market babies. Drawing upon their women's intuition and campus resources, the sisters have found themselves to be adept at baby- production; several women have even commented that it seems far easier to create a baby than to prevent it. Yet their new hobby might have ended in only a dismal surplus of diapers and pablum, were the current economic facts of life less conducive to baby- selling. As it is. the rest of the United States — stuck with still-liberal laws — has a dearth of marketable babies. Naturally this helps the sisters find buyers for their wares, yet the sisters take a justifi- able pride m their product and claim that satisfied customers have com- mented on the high quality of babies produced at UMO. Said one sorority president. The Maine baby may be comparable to the Maine potato in that is is gaining a national reputation for quality. A UMO economics professor ques- tioned about the new business said that its success is obviously due to a favor- able supply and demand situation,” with the rest of the country demanding babies and UMO's sororities supplying the product. Although Professor Fessor spoke optimistically of boosting the Gross National Product and breaking into the potentially lucrative export trade with Arab sheiks, he also recom- mended careful management. One must consider the law of di- minishing returns. Fessor said, and I personally suggest that the sororities hire a marketing expert or investment analyst, or perhaps establish tentative five-year production schedules Fessor also hinted darkly at some possible consequences of over- production I have heard that at least one cafeteria manager has started to research the nutritional value of infant homo sapiens. Yet it is hard to take Fessor's warn- ings seriously. The baby business at UMO is booming and everyone wants to get m on the profits. Fraternities are also jealous of the sororities’ new income, and have threatened to demand a share in the profits as payment for our labor.” When questioned whether they felt justified in calling their efforts work , fraternity brothers responded that it is sometimes an effort to . . . associate . . . with sorority sisters, and any in- formation to the contrary is pure Panhell P.R. But faculty competition is the greatest danger to the sororities' monopoly of the baby market. Dissatis- fied with their current salaries, faculty members are said to be seriously enter- ing the baby business themselves. Said one unmarried male chauvanist profes- sor. Hell, it would be worth getting a wife if she could bring me increased in- come. And until the university comes up with a better offer. I'm putting an ad in the personals column of the Boston Phoenix. Still, sororities have a head-start on production and feminism as they at last find a business where male domination and competition is at a minimum and income is at a premium. Undaunted by Bubar's Blue Laws, sorority sisters have found that they can actually profit from pleasure. 216 ro 221 223 224 225 w ALPHA GAMMA RHO ALPHA DELTA Pl ADPi is a uniquo family of friends ever striving to bring out the best in each other, by providing strength, confidence, determination and motivation. These are by-products which are derived naturally as expressions of the love that is felt by all and shared throughout the sorority with a special enthusiasm Because of this we always seem to have a great time together, whether it is at a fraternity party or helping out at the nursing home 8y the Lions Roar. The Black Diamond, and the Violet we express our friendship which we extend to all we see MnTImin'rr!w 5' ft?no wlulBe h M«i°r- CirKjy Thompson. Pam Puleo. Lcanne Topper. Kathy 2 Lorraine Walls. Linda Minmm. Ann Corliss. Kate Madigan; Row 3: Terry Curtis. Cindy Sevigny. Marsha Norman. Roxanne Emerson. Michelle Dunn. Robin Adams. Jane McMillan. 228 i t. 1 ALPHA OMICRON PI THE PAST YEAR was a great one ' for AOPi. SEPTEMBER — Initiation . . . Fall rush OCTOBER — Punting, passing and kicking our was to fame . . nine new pledges DECEMBER — Canvass for arthritis . . . How cold was that? JANUARY — Back together again FEBRUARY — Rose sale pledge formal MARCH — 12 new pledges Visit from Caroline APRIL — New Year’s Party (April Fool's) . . TEE gets T.C job' . . . Greek Weekend . . . Greek spirit, let s hear it! MAY — Rose outing and looking back on a year that was the best. FRONT: Rhonda Bean. Dina Dudarcvitch. Donna Williams. Heidi Morrison. Kathy Bourgoin. Cindy Williams, Kathy Stinson, Debby Clark. Lisa Haritos, Beth Buchanan. Terry Balzar. Chris Fitzgerald; BACK: Debbie Scott. Cindy Peacock. Pam Coombs. Sheila Coombs. Cathy Sevigny. Penny Brontas. Donna Muller. Pat Hodgkins. Ruth Spear. Maryann Tiemann. Joy Peterson. Laurie Ellis. Terry Tobey. Karen Quatey. Marty Henson. Susan Bridges. Lisa Oransky. Elaine Magnuson. Linda Perry ALPHA CHI OMEGA WE CAN BUILD a beautiful friendship . . . Busy Beavers . . Sophomore Eagles. All-Maine Women, field hockey, tennis, track, skiing, gymnastics and lacrosse . . . Plant sale at Organizational Fair, tailgate picnic with SAE. AOPi. what happened to your furniture? Chinese auction with ATO and Pi Phi. therapeutic topy for the Levinson Center . . . Joyce Swearingen s own wake-up breakfast. Bugby's upside-down pm. Ladder to the Lyre week Spook Court Barb and that harmonica . . Out of gas? Pledge skits — AX The Great American Hearthrob . . . Ryan's jokes, Alright, girl's let's be serious! Once a giggle starts ... it doesn't stop. Wish they all could be Alpha Chi Girls! 229 ALPHA PHI ALPHA PHI . . . Hancock Hall. . . Space Bear award . . selling lollipops for Heart Fund . . Hat Party with SAE . Pledge Informal with local talent . . . Earth to Janet. . . Nutrition speaker Mrs. Musgrave Avon . Keg parlies Wrangler sale . . . SOB initiation . . . Aunt Banamba . . . Fall outing with Sig Ep . . . recognition award . . . EEO speaker — Dr Fritsche . . . Tupperware . . Kidnapped pledges to Shuffle Inn . Spring outing . . Santa s workshop . . Boston Store sale . . and Jean always has a good story to tell FRONT (I to r): Elizabeth Campbell. Laurie Nash. Nancy Coffill. Valarie Grotton, Cheryl Moreau. Irene Finch: BACK Nan Moran, Donna Keirstead Men Strang, Terri Hart. Nancy Peterson. Janet Flynn. Jean Soychok. Sheila Violette. 8etsy Huyett. Janet Buchanan. Melanie Wold. Glenda Delorme. ALPHA PHI OMEGA THE BOOKMART is only one of the services performed by Alpha Phi Omega, the Service Fraternity on campus We also distribute the blotter and the calendar. As a result of distributing the calendar, the Student aid office will receive $1.800. We run the concessions at football and basketball games. What else do we do? Spring cleaning at the day camp for children with cerebral palsy at Lake Lucerne . . . Helping distribute surplus food in Orono . Running the children's Halloween Party in Bradley. Alpha Phi Omega is THE service fraternity on campus. We help people. Want to find out more about us7 Ask a brother. Alplia IH?i dDmeya NATIONAL SERVICE FRATERNITY Front Row L to R: Jim Rogers. Sean Maguire. Kevin Maroon. 8ob Laviolette. Dave Rich. 2nd Row: Larry Reynolds. Alan Audet. Paul Johnson. Rick Erb. Steve Sarnow. Bruce Partridge. Doug Stewart. 8ack Row: Paul Blanchette. a iv brown, Allen Deprey. 8ruce McCaslin. Andy Sylvester. Bill Stickney. Lynn Durand. Rodney Richard. John 230 ALPHA TAU OMEGA SO JAKE, just get up7 Yot That's odd Lenbag. outback Fire escape . . kcy-eye-zation . . i d like to but sorry I can't — bye. Oh really . . bummed out. Boo-Hoo-Wahaaa Tottie . . beerpong? That's key Taudom's Westgate Nate . . Pinnage . Hookage Not River Great one . . . he's been whisted. Felacio Flandango . . birdoggm? Fi-guy . . grabbers . . mudbowi. flagball . . scalers' First Row (I to r): Bob Crawford. Walter Carrey Bill Morns. Peter Libby; 2nd row: Jeff Flanagan. Pete Hall. Dave Merrill. Steve Parady Bob 8enne«t; 3rd row Alan Desotto. Jim Jordan. John Broaddus, Mike Chnstofferson. Kevin Bilodeau; 4th row Andy Sphepard. Emil Jenest, Ron Mathew. Peter Wiswek. Dave Groves. Bob Scribner; 5th row: Win 8rown. Jeff Tautman. Doug Gondela, Mike Routhier. Dave Makowicki, Bob Gleason. Randy Larson. 6th row Rob Sleamaker. Phil Roberts. Barry Stratton. Hank Snow. Dave Warner. First Row (I to r): Ed Stevens. Bob Ocrangor. Del Larrabee; 2nd row Tim Ncwhard. Mark Tremblay. Dennis Murphy. Bill Haines. Norm Twaddel, Big Cat Gerard; 3rd row: Terry Lombard. Howdy Smith. Ken Doughty. Tom Marinke; 4th row Kevin Thompson. Ken Twaddel. Don Mondor. Rocky Powers. Tom Hart. Chris Joyce. Dan Warren. Skip Soucie. Mark Cullenberg. Jim Haskell. Dan Begin. Steve Bishop, (on the rail) Jim Purvis. Spook Saunders. BETA THETA PI DELTA TAU DELTA First row Greg Bird. Chris Wzoslek. John Marrell. Mark Weldon. Bob Provencher; 2nd row Rick Loffredo. Jim Lipton. Jim Follows. Carrol Dyer. Rich Grant 3rd row: Greg Pier, 8rian Ooak. Don Boutin Mike 8ooth, Dale Spear; Back row: Jim Anderson. Dan DuPerry. Jim Pomeroy Oick Rosebush. Ted Littielield, Pete Wagner Rusty Monroe. Rob Simpson Mike Watson. 8ob Hajjar, Mark Folsom. Mike Webb. Rob Horn. Tom Nesbitt 1 ! i ■ CHI OMEGA In the trees: Anne Dowe. Mary Hatfield. Stacy Reiche, Polly Cottam. Jan Desmarais. Betsy Cook; Standing: Donna Lebrun. Jane Vanier. Jane Kiley, Marty Smith. Ann Harrison. Val Smart. Maggie Gerrish. Pat Mills. Gail Parent. Val Gryzb. Bonnie Stone. Kay Pelletier. Lisa Berberian. Judy Cronkhitc. Debbie Whalen; Sitting Martha Watson. Julie Smith. Sue Rapaport. Martha Gonya. Cathy Swengel. Anne Smith. Jean-Marie Caterina. Sally Gould. Barb Chandler. Candy Rodgers. Oiana Chetsas I i 232 DELTA UPSILON Row 1 Jeff Swett. Chinook. Row 2: Gordon Lewis. Fred Sargeant. Steve McKay. Kellon Thames. John Kropp. Gus Donovan; Row 3: Craig Hutchings. Russ Beaulieu. Mark Lowell. Larry Kelley Rob Grotton Sam Fuller. Gus Tornberg. Lindsay Rand. Jim Boutin. Ed Griffin; Row 4: Jay 8ewiey. 8ob Klemm. Gil Jameson. Dave Essency. Tom Parker, Mike Cozens. Tim Dunne. Kevin Dunham. Ted Sapozmk. Kevin Czech. Butch Irvmg. Bob Guidetti. DELTA DELTA DELTA TRI-DELTA IS SISTERS true; the pansy the pearl, and the pine tree too. Our colors are silver, gold and blue, our traditions are important, but so are things new. Cookie and carnation sales, and a sale of thinqs we've made ourselves help earn money for our philanthropy, scholarship Fall and Spring outings bring us closer together; St. Patrick's Day means green beer at Delta Tau, our brother fraternity; Pine Party at Christmas; wake up breakfasts for some lucky (?) frats; wine and cheese parties; meeting at the Oronoka and Pat's, Teas with our Alumni, and Pansy Breakfast, a special goodby to our seniors Founded at Boston University in 1888. we'v come so far. Special times and special friendships will always keep us together. Row 1 K Dubuc. J. Hoxie. S Higgins. P Smith. C Rushworth. D Dawson. J. Huston, L. Weymouth. P Hamm. S. Taylor. J. Biron. J Ribolm C. Smith. Row 2 L. Pierpont. D Choumard. K Weinstein. H. Luce. H. Chute. T Dick. D. Lander. S Wilcox (Cannon) F-B J Archbold. L Brown. K Hannon. D LeFebvre. N. Drury. P. Woods. B. Rolte. J. Pierpont. S. Leavitt, D Buzzard. (Cannon) F-B. R. Lang. K. Anderson, j. Savieilo. P. Rowe. D. Conley. S. Mustone. C Howard. M Leonard. E Honan. D. Devekos. E Campagne, N Janetti. J Dubowick 233 DELTA ZETA SUNSHINE and shadows laughter and tears Come out from under your shell . . . . Parent s Weekend corsages crepes Halloween dance contest with . 'Blurbee'' . . Cuddles with Monster We wear the diamond and the pearl . . . I'm pretty! . . Ski Raffle and Weekend . . Rosie . . WDoltaZ 8 A. Shutterbug . . . Oh you guys! . . . Cheering Contest winners Hoobeedoo Maine Day Road Ralleye Wake-up Breakfast with ATO Mary and Julie's Shower . . . . Connie Punchaiotta . . Little Green Sprout May Rose and Green be in your dreams tonight' . . . GAMMA SIGMA SIGMA Seated (I to r) Pam Proctor. Linda LaPlante. Jane Amell. Sue Dunham. Cindy Harvey Connie Roy. Ruth Sakiewiez; Standing Mary Slate, advisor. Tricia George, Faith Campbell. Robbie Horton. Ann Marie Skryja. Carol Landry. Sue Bergeron. Nancy Osborne. Claire Jordon Lmda Emerson. 234 APPA sigma KAPPA SIGMA Top: Jack Ackerly. Chris Paul, Mike McGonigle Lenny Van Gaasbeek, Chip Murphy. Bottom Frank Hackett. Richie Higgins. Steve Ponte. John Gezzer Roger Cook. Bermc Small. Lenny Perkins. Bob Proulx. John Drapomtis Mark Davenport. Dave Jones. Kenny Norton. Oave Turner, Dave Bosse. Billy Childs. Kevin Markee. LAMBDA CHI ALPHA LAMBDA CHI ALPHA remains one of the largest and strongest fraternities on campus with a total of 173 live in brothers and 67 pledges Our tradition of academic excellence was maintained by achieving a house accumulated average of 3.85 again and 3 seniors in the house tied for valedictorian Not content with being scholars. Lambda Chi Alpha, for the 11th year in a row. won the all points trophy by amassing 17.943 points practially blanking all of the other fraternities. Community activities rank high on our list of priorities. This year as in the past 12. we sponsored the Muscular Dystrophy Telethor and spearheaded the nationwide Unicef Drive Row 1: Bill Dawson. Mike Enzo Reaii. Kris Wimp Sjostrom. Greg Wolf Wilfert. Row 2: Scott Schultz Wayne Wink Feigenbaum, Fred Stump Fasulo; Row 3: Rick Coynehole Coyne. Dizzy Liz, Peter Dumas. Corky Knight. Bill Fitzpatrick. Mark Trembly. Lee Hamann. Dave Momson. Mike Paquette. Dave Goombay Boutin. Row 4: Tom Raz' Clark. Bill Cross, Kevin Reader Bryan Peters. Leon Buzzell. Joe Murphy. Steve Ham. Bill Taylor. Dave Moo Watson. — 235 PHI ETA KAPPA PHI ETA KAPPA, the only local fraternity on campus, was founded her m Maine in 1906 and is recognized as one of the strongest locals in the country Indian Party, Thursday nights. Florida trip, the circuit, squeezing 'em. St Patty's Day. Spring Outing and the Formal were great ones' to go along with Phi Eta's 8th straight B.C. Kent Intramural All Points Trophy Dionne Award, here we come' Row 1 Steve Longren. Rich Carvili. Scott Frazier. Jeff Brackett. Bubbles. Jason Centrella, Row 2: Rob Card. Jimmy Levesque. Ouinn Hogan. Doug Tankard. Dennis Shaffo. Jay Kimball. Steve Moser; Row 3: Hayden McLaughlin. Andy Nielsen. Rick Flanders. Mike Curry. Jerry Tautkus. Tom Sweetser. Steve Destefano. Joe Benedict. Scott Lingley, Pat Madden. PHI GAMMA DELTA BumckWi!fiT!wSf Mat!' £k? W',ner- Bob Cheney. Steve Schlieper. Bob Fales. Mark Hill. Paul Violette. Bru Mo‘sc BnanSS on Peej; A nania' John Oakes. Tony Garten. Mark Chadbourne. Steve Strand. Jon n y sv H Son l rBh Cra lh nis Bob MHlBr0' S'W M°SeS' E C Knuasen- Le0 Ha ’™'s,ro'n' °a P e,s Ra( 236 PHI KAPPA SIGMA Row 1: Bill Holden. David Morrison; Row 2: Andy Sturgeon. Brad Landers. Steve McGrath. Jeff Alexander, Dean Stilphen. Forest Scott. Bill Dolley. Rusty Sturgeon; Row 3 Kevin Stephens. Chip Stephens. John Dion. John Hichborn. Kris Cunningham. Pete Deane. Dan Rowlings; Row 4; Greg Currier. tow 1: Kathy Genthner. Cheryl Davis. Jenny Smith. Tina Christensen, Mary Abbott. Louise Huppe. Sally Francis. Sue Svirsky; Row 2; Jessica Feeley. Sue Stark, Julie Jones. Brenda St Germaine. Cheryl Olson. Marlene togelosante. Tammy Gemme. Kelley Russell. Beth Tanner; Row 3: Diane Moreau, Mary Connolly. Karen Carlson. Meg Lane. Beth Lord. Marylyn Jablonowski. Katie Ramsay. Pam Ames. Kathy Prudent. PHI MU Phi Mu . . . First formal business meeting . . . Initiation . . . Mother's pins . . . Rush . . But there's no note in the box Beth? . . Siq Ep birthday party . . . Tina's Presidential laryngitis . . I'd rather be a chicken; right Ski? . . . Marg — California?. . . Donna's playing army . . pledging 8renda s nose dive . . . Wake up Alpha Gam' . Pledge formal . . Prez Mare ... I can't. I have a fencing meet... Phi nite . . . Greek weekend To lend to those less fortunate . . . Lots of fun. hard work, and love.. . Phi Mu! 237 PI BETA PHI Pi Beta Phi Dorothy Bostwick Memorial Scholarship fund, first to score m the Mudbowl. high scholastic achievement, candle after candle, first place Greek Weekend 1976 . ' Here comes the Sun' . . Green carnations, fnends we will always be . . Greeks do it better! True to the wine and silver blue. Christmas and Halloween parties for children . . wine carnations, individuality . . . formal acrobatics. Any frat missing a composite’ First place Greek weekend 1977 SIGMA ALPHA EPSILON R Lie'!y5aw?!1,e- TlTj00Jhaler- Joe Bouchard. Bob Fait. Steve Morse; Row 2: Stan Spencer. Brian Rolfe. 'in?M,r,y Al Koch.s. Greg Sweeney. Paul Cormier. Pat Marino. John Senter. Rudy Rawcliffe. Ken eK.ns. Tom Pelletier. Ben Bouchard. Kurt Brushwem; Roof Tim Leet. Mike Libby. Bill Millay. Ron Aseitme. Ron Theriault. Pete Bunker. Cam Brown Mark Armstrong. Richard Burton 238 -■ - ______i '. - Sherri Morrill. Barb Hammond. Peg Warner. Charlotte McAtee. Mary Rodgers SIGMA KAPPA FIRE UP WITH SIGMA KAPPA! Colby College. Watervillc. Maine. 1874 Epsilon Nu. UMO. 1968 . . a new experience at every meeting Sigma Nu bagging . . “It looks handmade'_' . . . Late again. Mary? . . Wednesday night social club Kappa s Kupids.. . Barb's out of her closet. . pledge song — cafeteria or lounge . . Balentine Hall . . another lost pledge pm. Peggy? . Eek. . . first Ivy League sorority . . . no. we are not Kappa Sig's little sisters . . Petey's sweetie . . . basketball anyone? . Watch Charlotte's left hook . . . Sigma adds life, and everybody wants a little life Row 1: Stephen Michaels, Jeff Jordan. Robert Defarges. Pete Bekeman. Paul Fuller. Charles McComb; Row 2: Mike Colleton. Mary Scanlon (house mother). Tom Dunn. James Fagerstrom, Jeff Allen. Robert Reno; Row 3: Paul Doughty. John Labushor. Glen Feigenbaum. Ton Tomschick. Richard Russell. Jr SIGMA NU 239 SIGMA PHI EPSILON Maine Alpha, our home and source of pride can only be described by oft-heard nicknames and phrases: Fatty . . on the left. . . Gooba . Larry's accident. . . Repete . . . uphall vs. downhall . . . F-Shibes bone material . Mike-Spike-Butch Show . . . Miller Beer . . . Porker. . . Code 3 . . King and Queen Bird dogging . . Clyde. TV control . . Stu . . . Wallace's dog Moose . . . Dirty Dozen . . . V.D and Smokey . . . Putz . . . Young lion's . . . across the lawn Londoin $6 fines . . . pay them tabs . . . M l.. . Harpo and Ken . . . Bubuska ... No mind . WAZ III . . . LaVerdieres. Row 1: Dave Johnson. Scott Atkinson, Bubba Richardson. Chris Bengtsson, Ralph Shaerfer. Wally Jack; Back: Jim Burgess. Mark Carter. Denny Vachon. Bob Brady. Jody Lowe. Donald Colby. Alex Wasilewski, Dave Glidden. Evan McDougal. Rob Caron. Dick Lemieux. Dan Starsky. Jujui Hewlett. Kenneth Stalling, Wayne Harper. Shawn McKenna. George Almasi. Bill Pradcrio. Pete Flaherty. Gary Robinson, Scott Flanders. Craig Burgess. Jim Graves. Mark Hiscock. Barry Kern. Ernie Haskell. Scott Gill TAU EPSILON PHI Tau Epsilon Phi. has a sweetheart so shy — four in fact. Wedding bells to toll . . . er. ring. Ya. ya. I'm a fool . I imagine Use me . Whale and Baby Whale. Softball on the front lawn, basketball in the back, snowballs on the roof, bumperpool in the library. Friday night poker. Greek weekend and waterballoons Soaking rays and studying on the roof. Stooges and Star Trek. Spring outing to Aimhi, pledge to Montreal. What more can I say than I love her' Row 1 Steve Greer. Craig Locke. Mike Lachance Al Frasier. Gordon Fuller; Row 2: Gary Harmon. Ed Curtis. Mike Benamati. Dave Greer. Vince Michaud, Pete Libhart. Bob Zipse. Jeff Herson. Andy Gosselm. Andy Compagna, Jon Chapman. Bill Henessey. Curt Brown. Brian Johnson. TAU KAPPA EPSILON TKE Dogbone. Spike and Pinky. Scro. 86. The fool Wescow. Gustafus. Fly and 76. Gmo Wagons-ho. Quick. Chong. Moose. Mr. Donny. Melba. Oh Jackie! Cotton Top. Fidelbeggar. Stonehendae. No way Loid, Pizzapie. X-country Hendqe. Pete who9 Hey Hoggie. Huh Doug. How's your sister. Danniegh Sweeniegh. Shrimp Incrusted Jergens. H-Thang. Nice date Heft. Peeping Coombsie. TKE's ole 98. Qwaffing beers. Simon-Ho. Steve. College as a way of life by J. Coombs. J.IZ.C Cement head Row l(sittmg): Andy Moores. Jack Bolster. Dave Secino. Rod Jordon; Row 2 (standing on porch): Steve Leakfelt. Jim Long, Chris Keatin. Mike Hodgson. Row 3 (sitting on roof): Rick Bleakney. Don Ostieg Rocky Carzo. Jim Swindells. Jerry Prior. John Donahue. Tim Walker. John Marquis. Row 4 (standing on roof): Roy St. Clair. Steve Giordano. Steve Trenholm. Dan Sweeney. Mike Wesko, Elliot Necker. Bill Leroy. Pete Cook. Chris Scrontras. Tom Sullivan. Joe Vachon. John Clifford. Moe Madore. John Coombs Row 1: Michael Hutchins. Martin Bailey. Dave Harnois. Doug Curtis. Ralph Ogden. Alan Ott. Ken Adams. Row 2: Christopher Cotnoir. Charles Hulsey. Stephen Spring. Jimmy Fowics. Thomas Dube. Donald Stowell. Bob Aube. Michael Cyr. Andrew Perry. Mike Siemion. Kim Simith. Richard Macey. Dick Doyon. Donald Bolduc. John 8aribeault. Gary Henry, ERic Olsen. Randy Sawyer. Timothy Britton; Row 3: Doug Sinderson. Al Gallant. Scott McBride. John Hawes. Kurt Andersen. Leon Skillings. John Hardwin, Barry Somes. Jeff Mazurek. Martin Meterier. David Caron. Bruce Stearns. John Harris. THETA CHI THE BRIDGE An old Fraternity man going a lone highway — Came at evening, cold and gray — To a chasm, deep and vast; and wide. The Old Fraternity man crossed in the twilight dim — The sullen stream had no fear for him But he paused when he reached the other side — And built a bridge to span the tide — Old Fraternity Man. said a fellow stranger. You are wasting your strength with building here. Your journeys will end with the ending day; You never again will pass this way You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide; Why build you this bridge to span the tide9 — The Fraternity man lifted his old gray head. Good Friend, in the path I've come. he said. There followeth after me today. A young Fraternity brother, whose feet must pass this way. This chasm that's been a nought to me To that fair haried young Brother, may a pitfall be; He too. must cross in the twilight dim; Good Friend. I'm building this bridge for HIM. 241 242 SENIOR BASH What will we remember about good old UMO when we re long gone and far away? The wildest party? The most interesting class? The mes- siest food fight ever held at the cafeteria? The longest dance marathon? Or the everyday life? The humdrum ups and downs Small pleasures, big Cliff Abbott Bobbie Adair Kerry Adams Priscilla Adams Marilyn Adkins Gary Abbott Scott Adair Kim Adams Susan Adams Debra Agathos disappointments, medium sized tragedies, etc. One student at UMO sees life something like this . . . The alarm goes off promptly at seven-thirty. The alarm goes off promptly at seven-forty. The alarm goes off promptly at seven-fifty, eight o'clock. 246 + 7 Cynthia Aho Deborah Allen Peter Anania Robert Andrews Toshi Arasaki Jean Amaire Kathleen Allen Jeanne Andersen Robin Andrews Stan Armstrong Beverly Albert Laurie Allen Peter Andersen Sandy Andrews William Arnold Donna Albury Stephanie Allen Joan Anderson Debbie Angell Ron Aseltine Donald Alexander Dale Alley Kathy Anderson Marlene Angelosante Eileen Asher Jeff Alexander George Almasi Laurie Anderson Trudi Ansteensen Scott Atkinson 247 Joan Aucoin Pete Axelrod Keith Bagley David Baimforth Robin Barron Nancy Austin Pam Azorskv Richard Balentme Janet Baron Theresa Barry Cheryl Avery Roger Baeslack Robert Balfe Brent 8arrett Helen Barsky eight-ten. and eight-twenty before I finally stop blindly hitting the snooze button and render the damn thing mute by yanking it corporeally away from the wall and flinging it the length of the room, where it crashes pleasantly against the Escher calendar opposite my bed and tinkles gently down over the TV on the bookcase, doing more good for my peace of mind in pieces than it ever did for my scholarly pursuits as a whole. 248 r Lynn Bartlett Mary Beckett Lyn Belanger Robert Bennett Marilyn Beyea Sue Bartlett William Beckler Sandra Belisle Cheryl Berg Mark 8illmgton Harold Batchelder Joyce Beckley Ross Bell Denis Bergeron Carl Bishop Carol 8ean Cynthia Beckwith Greg Bellemare Jean Bergeron Ron Bissonnette Cheryl Bean Jackie Bedard David Bennett Phillip Bcttoli Marcel Bloum Pamela 8eck Christopher Beierl Douglas Bennett Jan Beverley Dennis Bodwell 249 Jeanne Boland Marlene Bourque Cmdy Brady Daniel Breton Curtis Brown Karen Boor Carol Bowden Robin Bray Leonard Bridges Elizabeth Brown Kathleen Boss Ken Bowden Michele Bremncr Richard Bridges Lisa Brown James Bouchard Liz Bowne John Brennan Rebecca Briggs James Bryan Charles 8oucher Richard Bradbury Joseph Brennan Thomas Brink Curt Bryant Lmda Boucher Robert Bradbury William Brennan Andrew Broaddus John Bryant 250 At nine-o-five 1 bound out Bruce Buck Donald Buck Tom Bunker Scott Burke of bed. awake and re- Scott 8urnheimer John Burns Laurie Burrell Robin Burrell Patricia Burrows Kevin Bushey Edwin 8utier Gloria Butler freshed. The demands of my Jean Butler Steven Butterworth Michelle Byrnes Donald Cacciapuoti biological clock have been met to the minute and it for- gives me for the few rude in- terruptions of the early morning. My eight o'clock class is Walter Cahill Kathy Caliendo Nora Cameron Robert Cameron 251 Elizabeth Campbell Rich Carboneth Richard Carvili Denise Chamoff Kristina Christensen Kathy Campbell Leonard Carle Steve Cary Deborah Chapman Anne Christon Vernon Campbell Curt Carleen Jean-Marie Catherine James Chapman Aaron Churchill Wayne Campbell Barbara Caron Donna Chadbourne Mark Chase Hazel Chute Miriam Canki Edward Carreii Mark Chadbourne Mark Chevalier Thomas Civiello John Carbonello Kimberly Carter Karen Chaloult Daniel Christensen Bob Clark 252 over, having been none the less scintillating for my absence, while my nine o'clock class is by now well under way with a thrust and momentum of its own which would no doubt leave me bewildered in the aca- demic dust of my classmates, who. for this day at least, have Judy Clark Betty Clifford Barry Cohen Mary Collins Beverly Conary Linda Clark Mary Clifford Carol Coidwell Andy Compagna Stephen Conley Anne Cleary Mark Clowes Karen Cole Pat Compagna Janine Connelly Bruce Cliff Jeanne Clukey Stephen Coleman Bruce Comyns Patricia Connors gained an irreducible headstart. In this case, the decision to skip fairly makes itself. Soon I'm dressed informally but nattily in my jeans and ten- Lynette Cook Marcie Corliss Eileen Couglm JuOson Crook Janet Cummmg Roger Cook Jean Cornveau George Covel Gail Crosby Doug Cummings Michael Cooper Albert Cote Horatio Cowan Charles Crosskill Susan Cummings William Cooper Dianna Cottle Richard Coyne Bridget Cullen William Cunningham nis shirt, hair combed, books stacked neatly on the desk, when suddenly oh my golly but the old eyelids begin to grow just Cheryl Currier Donna Dakin Nora Davis Candy Deering Louise Desjardins Ellen Curry Margaret Daigle Roger Day J Robert DeFarges Liz DesRoches Vickie Curry Dayna Daleo Lisa DeAngeks Mark Deiekto Jed Desmond Doug Curtis Mark Damren Errol Dearborn Therese Demeule Neil DcStcfano Charlie Cyr Francesca D Andrea Michael DeBeck David Demsey Robert Dettbarn Thomas Cyr Jeff Davies Francis Decker Mark Dennis John Diamond 255 f Jody DiFrederico Robert Dinsmore Alan Disotto Court Donovan Robert Dove Nancy Dilando Roger Dionne Michael Doble James Doucette Alan Dow Michael Dimitre David DiProlio John Donahue Jim Dougherty Jell Dow a bit heavy once again. That silly biological clock even now playing its little games. Well, no pro- blem. Half an hour to my ten o'clock class, plenty of time to hop right back onto the bedspread and grab a quick catch-up nap . . . Ten-thirty is on me in a flash. I seem to have mis-timed once more. And such an interesting session it was to have been, too. Oh well. Still a few minutes left before eleven hundred hours, and 256 Thomas Dowd Etden Dube Ellen Duncan John Dutton Philip Emery i Martha Doyle Anne Dubey Susan Dunham Jean Edwards Nancy Emple Donna Drake Debra Dulac Cynthia Ounn Laune Ellis Valerie Enas Dana Dresser Maxine Dumais Lawrence Dunn Robert Ellis David England Diane Dresser Judith Dumas Keith Dunton Robin Ellsworth Robert Erickson Jay Dresser Heather Dunbar Leslie Duthie Michael Elwcll Elizabeth Ericson i 257 Ecton Espenlaub Bryant Farrar Roland Ferguson Rodney Ford Sally Fox y-----v Louis Esposito Gail Farrar Cindy Ferrari Alice Forer Granville Frank Gary Everett Katherine Farrar Bruce Fidler Cecile Forgue Glen Franklin Julie Eyerer Jell Feach Richard Fitzgerald David Foster Howard Fraser Doug Fabrey Marjorie Felton Stephen Fitzpatrick James Fowle Scott Frazier Doug Facey Ed Ferguson David Folsom Denms Fowler Mike Frechette 258 damned if Bugs Bunny doesn’t inhabit yon tube each weekday at this time. It seems that biological clocks love the cartoons and will rarely be Nancy Freese Gordon Fuller Charlene Gagne Sandy Gallo Neil Gass Alicia Freeze Sam Fuller Ellen Gagner Dean Gallupe Molly Genthncr Kevin Frost John Gabarra Nancy Gagnon Mike Gamache Greg George Gma Fulchino David Gadapee Phyllis Gagnon David Gardner Leslie Gerry caught missing one. But after Sir Bugs comes Price is Right. 259 I Melame Gershman Douglas Gillespie Mary Good Carol Gountams Donna Gray Davie Gilbert Jonathan Given Mark Goodberlet Susan Graham Steve Greer Marc Gilbert Cynthia Glass Kenneth Goodman Cynthia Grant Renee Gregorio Nancy Gilday Mark Goldstein Meredyth Goodwin Laura Grant Debbie Greten Tracy Giles Louis Gomez Andre Gosselm Melodye Grant Oavid Griswold Jana Gilles Peter Gonet Mark Gould Fred Graunke Nicole Grondin 260 X Valane Grotton Byron Hale Keith Hall Paul Hallfors Edward Hanscom Valerie Grzyb Jamie Haley Michael Hail Robert Halpern John Hansen Norman Guerette Oana Hall Jamce Hallee Pat Hamilton Denis Hanson Craig Haggett Jill Hall Mark Hallenbeck Rebecca Hamm Avis Harkness Do housewives really watch this tripe? See how silly the people act, jumping up and down and carrying on and bidding FOUR hundred dollars for a washer dryer combo not worth a penny over one-fifty — And who, may I ask. wants to walk into a lecture hall of 150 students ten minutes late? Not I. And although my incredu- ality has led me to watch ten minutes of this ridiculous game Lorrame Hams Mary Haverinen 8ob Haynes Dave Hedstrom David Hergert Jean Hart Keith Havey Michael Hazlett Sandra Helferna Janet Herrick John Hart Candy Hawkins Mary Heal Ellen Henderson David Hersey Janet Hartley Karen Hayden John Hebert Ellen Hendrickson Steven Hewins show. I would rather watch the ENTIRE thing than be embar- rassed by all those eyes watch- ing me enter lecture late. Be- sides. they haven't bid for 262 j--------v Jyuji Hewitt Martha Hill Stephen Hodsdon Mark Hormell Jim Hughes John HichDorn William Hinkley Nora Holliday Beth Houlihan Barbara Hunter Ann Higgins Mark Hiscock Ronald Holmes Scott Howell Mary Hunter Richard Higgins Elizabeth Hitchcock Nancy Hopkins Susan Howland Elaine Hurd Eric Hill Diana Hoch Paul Hopkins Oiana Howser Bruce Hussey Linda Hill Kathy Hodgkins Heather Horch Darcey Hoyt Matthew Hutchins 263 Mark Hyland Ernie James Therese Jean Erik Jensen Dana Johnson Bruce Hynes Janet Jamieson Carol Jennings Sand Jesseman Muriel Johnson Janice Jabar Susan Janke Eileen Jennings Susan Jipson Steve Johnson the trip to Puerto Vaharta yet . . . Ooops. Woa! Here it is twelve o'clock already and time for lunch. Musn't lolligag around all day. With hot turkey sandwiches and Vaseline In- tensive Care on the menu there is little excuse to laze around further. And besides. I have a busy afternoon of catching up ahead of me. Let's see. there's paddleball at one. a keg at two. and then Star Trek and dinner of course. 264 Laurel Johnston W. Allen Jones Jeffrey Kahl Ed Kennedy Steven Kilfoyle Mark Johnston Carl Jordan Christine Karcher Janet Kennedy Mary Kilgen Mike Joly Debbie Jordan Thomas Karnes George Kerr Bene Kimball Cheryl Jones Mary Jordan Susan Kazilioms Doris Ketch Carol King Cynthia Jones Dana Junkins Paula Keete Roberta Ketchum Van Kinney Peggy Jones Cynthia Kahimann Eliza Kemp Jane Kiely Beth Kiadivko 265 Gregory Kllakowski Nancy Kotchian Oan Latley Nancy Lannamann Margaret Leach Laurie Knapp William Kourakos Chun Lai Lmsa LaPlante Anita Leamy Susan Knight Diane Krause Gary Lamb Andrea Lapointe Bruce Leavitt Patricia Knox Diane Kreizinger Cynthia Lamkm Glenn Larson Karen Leavitt Brenda Kobelt John Kropp Dave Landry Steve Lavoie Stephanie Leavitt John Koshliek Dwayne LaBelle Cindy Lane Karen Lazareth Wendy Leavitt 266 Now what was the movie to- night? Something with Lauren Hutton in it. I think. Or was it Glenda Jackson . . . ? ...... Michael Leclerc Norman LevesQuc Bob Libby Wanda Lincoln Janice Littlefield Richard Lemieux Karen Lewis Matthew Libby Catherine Linscott Peter Littlejohn Mary Leonard Kathy Lewis Cheryl Lilienthal Michael Linscott Mary Lockhart Tara Lester Martha Lewis Tracey Lilienthal Debbie Lmvill Jayne Logan SOUND familiar? Part of your everyday life? Another UMO student remembers it like this 267 Elizabeth Lord Nancy Lutz Pam MacKenzic Tom Mahoney John Marsh William Lormg Scott Lyman Jon Maddock Joseph Malicky Jeffrey Marstalter Brenda Lovely Anthony Lyons Timothy Madigan Joanne Maloney Larry Martin Heidi Luce June MacFarland Elaine Magnuson Mark Manuca Nancy Martin Stephan Ludwig Sandra MacHardy Elaine Mahar David Manning Roy Martin Pamela Lufkin Duncan MacKallar Patricia Maher Tom Marinke Laurana Marzilli 268 Mike Mathers Daniel McAuley Susan McGarrigle Meg McGeachey Catherine McGreavy Sara Maynard William McCarthy Patricia McGarry Chuck McGmty Ken McGuire Wayne Maynard Charles McComo Paul McGarry Deborah McGrath Valerie McGuire Michael McAtee Frank McElwam Scott McGary Lana McGrath Dan McHugh At 11:45 a.m. my common sense and stomach start placing bets on which instinct I will fol- low. It's a decision that goes to the wire. I have the option to enjoy a leisurely cafeteria repast with friends I haven't seen for at least 12 hours. The talk, like 269 the food and atmosphere is of a quality found nowhere else. My alternative is to truck on over to the gym. towel and bathing suit in hand, and swim away those daily pent up frustrations and accumulating winter pounds If time is on my side. I can race back to the cafeteria 270 Lynne McKenney Dana Mercier Raymonfl Michaud Jane Milliard Irene Mishio Judith McLean Harvey Mcrk Vincent Michaud John Millijan Sharon Mitchell Chris McMillan Peter Merrill Joe Mihano Alan Milhken Paula Mixim Michael McNaughton David Meserve Larry Miller Michaele Mmigell Bruce Moffat Patricia Montgomery Scott Moriarty Mar Morse Jacquelm Murphy Brian Maylor William Moody Dave Morin Susan Morse William Murphy Andrea Nelson Stephen Moon Patricia Morin Michael Moynihan Walter Murrell Gordon Nelson John Mooney Rene Morin John Mullm Marla Muzzy Thomas Nelson Robert Moore Carol Morrison Kathy Muivey Robert Nadeau Arthur Newell Sue Morang Donna Morrison Michael Murdock James Nason Joyce Nickerson 271 Kyle Noble Ken Norton Jonathan Oakes Cathy O'Conner Robert Ofoh Susan Noddm Jan Nyrop Eileen Obereker Christine O'Connor Sharon Oliver Victor Nolet Jill Oakes Robert O 8rien Penny Odom Eric Olsen inhale the awaiting gourmet delights before the line closes and make it through the rest of the day feeling rejuvenated, accomplished (and if no- thing else, clean). In order to make this ultimate sacrifice of exer- cising the body rather than the mouth, one must become properly psyched. (Through much expe- rience I have this self-induced enthusiasm down to a scientific method). 272 V Nancy Osborne Jamie Parker Diane Paul Faith Perkins Susan Perry Carole Ostlund Susan Parks Debra Paulson Marjory Perkins David Person James Pac Dale Parsons Paul Peaslee Gerard Perron Luanne Peters John Paddock 8ruce Partridge Thomas Pelletier Jane Perry Mike Peters Keith Palmer Robert Partridge William Penley Mark Perry Nancy Peterson Harry Parady Kim Pasquarello Brian Peoples Peter Perry Gregory Pier 273 John Pierce Karen Piper Lonna Plummer William Praderio Joanne Pullis Kendall Pierce Dave Plante Steve Ponte Nancy Pratt James Purvis Susan Piffath Gail Plesset Sherry Porter William Prince Norman Ouirion Janice Piieggi Sue Pletts Deborah Potter Pam Proctor Sally Quinon Helen Pinder Carol Plimpton Jane Potter Robert Proulx Greg Radney Alan Pmkham Daniel Plourde Michael Poulin Peter Provencher Tim Radsky 274 The object is not to think about how cold the water is. how many laps to swim, how crowded the pool gets or Joe Rakowski Maida Ray Nancy Register Tim Reynolds Barbara Ridge Joseph Ramsdell Richard Ray Herbert Remien Marc Ribaudo Ray Rier Lindsay Rand Janice Reardon Laura Revers Rodney Richard Gary Robb Charles Randall Joyce Redburn Robert Reneo Kathy Richards Larry Robbins any of the other hundred and one excuses. (The ideal situation, of course, is not to think at all. just act. 275 John Robert William Rollins Larry Rousseau Randy Reil Carol Ryan Jan Roberts Patrick Ronaldo Priscilla Rowe Kenneth Ruff Debra Ryder Jonathan Roberts Jerrold Root Jacmthe Roy Lizbeth Runyon Victor Rydlizy Anne Robertson Richard Rosen Robery Roy Jolayne Rush Jane St Laurent Gayle Robida Jane Rosinski Donald Royal Daniel Russell Claire Samson Fred Rozenberg Lawrence Rouse Edna Royal Bill Ryan Kate Sanborn 276 Rebecca Sanborn Paul Sargent Annette Sawyer Brian Saxton Frank Schumann David Santeusamo Judy Savage Jeff Sawyer John Scanlon John Schwanda Mark Saponta Robert Savage Wil Sawyer At Schaeffer Duane Scott Fred Sargent Janet Saviello Mark Saxen Heidi Schmitt Glenn Seaverns however, university life does not always allow this luxury). Instead. I must remind myself of the benefits derived from such discipline. For example I could pose for an ‘after' pic- ture for a Body Wonder Exer- ciser” ad. My physical program also pro 277 vides a conversation topic. “What did you do today? “OH. I swam during lunch, as usual. comes the casual reply. My nonactive friends who look upon this feat in wonder, allow me to down an extra dessert with nary a snide remark. (What an ego trip). Dennis Seekms Roland Shaw Lil Shirley Mary Simcock Roland Sirois Robert Severance Eric Sheltra Kathleen Silva Wanda Simonton Richard Skarmka Marc Sevigny Rvyna Shepardson Kenneth Silver Jane Smford Leon Skillings Mary Shanahan Robert Sherlock Melody Silver Barry Singer Ann Skryia 278 David Slater Baxter Smith Ronald Smith Neona Sodhi Gregg Speed Gary Slipp Bernard Smith David Smus Andy Soldati Barbara Spencer Annette Small Brian Smith Susan Smythe Robyn Solomon Debra Spencer John Small Cynthia Smith Diane Snorey Barry Somes Patrick Spooner Michael Smart Kathleen Smith Jane Snow Daniel Sowerby Amy Sprechcr Anne Smith Kathleen Smith Cathrme Snowman Bonnie Spear Shelly Sproul 279 Barbara Staples Gary Stevenson Mark Stofan Mark Stoweli Linda Sturgeon Patricia Stoans Robert Stewart Ann Stone Gary Striar Susan Styrna Ronald Stephens N Craig Stickney Richard Stone Kenneth Strickland Mary Sullivan Patricia Stephenson David Stiles Thomas Stone Terry Strout Randall Super Since the university is considerate enough to pro- vide us with more than 50 ways to improve our bodies as well as our minds, I feel it is my duty to take advantage of its generosity. Besides, I invested ten bucks in a 280 Alan Surge Paul Sweetnam William Taylor Maurice Thibaudeau Gregg Thurlow Heather Sutherland Bill Swift Lucinda Thayer Thomas Thibeault Elizabeth Thurston John Swan Ramona Sylvester George Thebarge Jeffrey Thomas Robert Thurston Warren Swan John Taginski James Thebarge Peter Thomas Mary Tiemann Brad Swanson Doug Tankard A Frank Theriault Susan Thomas Ron Tillson Gregory Sweeney James Taylor Scott Thernen Cinder Thompson Elizabeth Tisdell 281 Cindy Tobiason Steve Trenholn Janet Tukey Janet Ulwick Michelle Varrin Pam Tomkmson Barbara Tribou Donna Tully Robert Vaillancourt Anne Vernon Tim Toothaker John Tribou Lucia Turcotte Stephen Vaitones 8ruce Verrill Ray Totaro Michael Trumble Pearl Turcotte Jane Vanier Michael Vessey Bronda Toulouse Diane Trundy Lisa Turnbull Paul Van Steenberghe Luann Violette Patrice Tremble Amy Tucker Jim Tuttle Susan Varney Paul Violette 282 semester swim pass that does me no good hid- den in a drawer. The truth of the matter is. I actually DO feel healthy and unusually alive after any form of physical exertion. The monotonous routine of classes and studying is broken up. If I haven't ac- complished anything with my mental facilities, the day has not been a total waste because my physical being has been challenged and im- proved. Common sense wins the jackpot. Sue Voigt Jane Wallace Robert Washburn Mane Webster John Wescott Gerge Vorce Mark Wallingford David Waterman Christopher Wejchert Diane Westman Susan Wade John Wardwell William Webb Raymond Welch Bonnie Weston 283 Janice Weyiand Martin Whellan Kathy Williams Mike Wissenbach Penelope Woods William Whatley Susan Whittier Lisa Williams Michael Wnek Lee Woodward Gary Wheeler Ellen Wright Martha Williams Melanie Wold Robert Wright Martha Wheeler Henmter Wilcox Bonnie Willis Beverly Wood Neal Wykes Susan White Robert Willey Judith Wilson William Wood Greg Wyman Janet White Donna Williams Steve Wintle David Woodbury Martha Wynne 284 Diane Yackels Bruce Yeaton Peter Zimmerman Diane Zoilo Diana Roak Mick Yannonc Sam Youney Andrew Zoeller Cynthia Bischofl Extra Person . . . WHAT was a typical Day-ln-Our-Life at UMO 7 Actually each day of the week was distinctive, except for Tues. and Wed. I could never tell those two days apart. Except for the fact I had (Human) SEX (uality) on Wed. afternoons. Mondays were Mondays, you remember. Friday was my favorite day. Especially after supper when I started getting psyched to party. This either took three drinks and the whole Hot Rocks album, or one sniff and three seconds of Saturday Night. Come to think of it, there were a lot of good everyday days. Remember'7'7'7'7?? 285 COMMENCEMENT 286 287 ) (untitled) What am I going to do with it? Well. I think I'll fold it. Spindle it. Muliate it. Roll it into little balls and stuff it into any and all available orifices. Pump it into gas tanks and round it off to the nearest dime. File it. Wield it like a weapon to battle my way to the top of the heap. Hang it on my den wall if it ever gets me a den. What are you going to do with it? Do not read the following lines until May 21. 1997: Well just what did you do with it? Surprise. YAAAAGGGHHH! This is a scream of: a) unmitigated joy b) unmittigated terror Wait a minute. Calm down. No need to scream — is there? Well. then, how should I react? Maybe I'll wallow in indecisive ambiguity. Or look back in satisfaction and ahead in hope. Or indulge in misery. Hmm. Maybe I'll draw a sports analogy: It's fourth and long and I'm deep in my own territory. Do I go for the bomb? Or do I punt? Can I punt? Oh. drop- kick me. Jesus, through the goal posts of life. My four year time out is just about up. Resume play. Rah. Maybe I'll stop being cynical. Look Ma! I'm a college graduate! I can use BIG words. Duh. More collegiate cynicism. I could have just as easily filled this page with proverbs and platitudes. Perhaps they're the opposite ends of a narrow perspective, and are both equally dangerous. And that kind of danger I don't need. O.K. It wasn't what I expected. But what right did I have to expect anything? But that's all behind. It's time to love, to make the future as much a matter of choice as is possible, and to hope without illusion. No more than that. It's time. Forward. 290 291 292 293 1977 Prism Editor Steve Greer Business Manager Nancy Emple Copy Editor Beverly Wood Photography Editor Rhett Wieland Steve Greer Artwork John Brewer Lay-out and Design Steve Greer Assistant Cindy Lamkin Advisor Jack Walas Staff Photographers Contributing Photographers Mark Billington Chris Conary Steve Bicknell Tim Grant Ted Dillard Bob Knowles Steve Greer Tim McKinney Jerry Root Joe Millard Jim Sloan Mark Mogensen Jack Walas Les Picker Rhett Wieland Jo Jo Pullis Phil Roy Steve Schlieper Bill Wallace Copywriters John Brewer John Paddock Micki Byrnes Gail Plesset Bob Granger Brad Swanson Renee Gregario Rob Thurston Mike Guptill Steve Vaitones Karen LaCasse Bill Wallace Charlotte McAtee Ray Welch Brook Merrow Rhett Wieland Mark Mogensen Lauren Noether Beverly Wood 296
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