Virginia Commonwealth University - Cobblestone Wigwam Yearbook (Richmond, VA)

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SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS Bill Heywood President Eleanor Zehmer Vice-President Waynette Brown Secretary Alice Dooley Treasurer Reba Faye Richmond S ' . G. A. Representative Mr. Cross Advisor LffI to Rig il: Alice Doolev, Bill Hevvvood, Fave Richmond, Joseph Kidd Looking back through the collegiate days at the Richmond Professional Institute, we the seniors of 1952 feel it a gift of pride. During these years we have heightened our education through the ceaseless efforts of the administration and the students. May the future opportunities prepare us to l)c happy, well- rounded citizens. John C. Crc -I 20}

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CLASSES . . . That those who from here embark upon the River oj Life may have some- thing to think about . . . something to cherish . . . something to remember . . .

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY To most of us, the year of 1948 is memorable only because it marks the Jjeginning of our college careers. The big news of ' 48 was the presidental election and the upset of the dopesters. It was a prosperous year, and a year between wars. Many of the G Ts were rested by now, and the war seemed a distant memory. The service- men were flocking back to school and 1948 saw enrollment in American Colleges and Universities hit an all time high. People fell in love, got married, had babies. The world seemed to be revolving on its axis at about the proper speed, and life seemed good. Meanwhile we donned our l eanies, grabbed our notebooks and pencils and seriously got down to the business of acquiring a college education. Under the leadership of President Bill Johnson, our freshman class was really rolling by the spring of ' 49. The outstanding events of that spring were the freshman-sophomore hayride and dance, and the May Day festival. In 1949- ' 50 we were sophomores and ankle deep in the college pool. Some of our members hadn ' t returned to RPI. but we had acquired some new members so we had a typical sophomore class. The years of 1950- ' 51 found many of our male members casting apprehensive glances in the direction of the Far East where the cold war had suddenly turned not so cold. Ronald Feaster was elected class president that year and Bobbie Cohn was elected class sweetheart for the May Court. We had the usual number of dances, and other social functions. Meanwhile we fixed our eyes upon June, 1 952, and pressed our shoulders to the wheel. On October 2, 1951, we h eld our first class meeting to discover that we had only two returning officers from last year. An election was held during the next week; the new officers were installed at the next meeting. We were in the final stretch now and it looked like a dry track, so we surged ahead. And thus it is that finally we have reached the docks from where we must embark. Our feet are planted upon the mammoth timbers of the ages. Our eager eyes are turned toward an eastern sky where we behold the kindling of a new day. Our barks ride restlessly upon the waves and strain at their moorings. Already a wind is rising and the sleeping sails imfold their arms to the breeze. Soon we must Ije off. We are not unaware of the frailness of our crafts, nor of the storms that lie along our sea paths. We believe that we are able seamen a nd that we shall not founder helplessly in a raging sea. Our charts have been drafted by kind and capable hands, and we Ijelieve that we shall certainly sail into smooth and tranquil waters. Ours has iseen a challenge, and we have accepted that challenge. We sail: each in his own direction and each to his own destiny, but all with a common purpose . . . that out of darkness, we may assist in bringing light; that out of chaos and confusion we may be instrumental in bringing order; that to a tired and disillusioned world we may help to bring new faith, new hope, and new dreams, that is our fervent desire. And so to our Alma Mater, our patient and wise instructoi ' s, our roommates, classmates and friends, and to all those who have so adequately served to make college a memorable and worthy event, we say, Aloha. 21