Wake Forest University - Howler Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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II The CLASSES

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CLASS OFFICERS: Kermit Caldwell, Prtsident; Beth Jones, Secretary-Treasurer; Uui mi, Harvey, Vice President. THE SENIOR CLASS It cannot be s.iid for many members of the Senior Class of 1948 that their college careers have been marked by four successive, uneventful years spent in quiet study and play among the ivy-covered, familiar buildings of the magnolia-studded Wake Forest College campus. Many are veterans who have attended Wake Forest previously as long ago as 1935. whose education has been interrupted and who have returned to their college to continue their preparation for service in chosen fields. In spite of the crowded classroom and living con- ditions created in Wake Forest as in almost every other educational institution in the U. S. today by the terrific influx oi students, the members of the Senior Class, the largest ever to be candidates for degrees, have demonstrated as well-nigh unprecedented seriousness in their curricular and extra-curricular endeavor. Well represented in every phase of campus activity, the class had many worthy leaders. They elected capable classmates to lead them through the year: Kermit ( laldwell of Maiden, President; Wallace Harvey ol Greensboro, Vice President; and Beth Jones of North W ' ilkesboro, Secretary-Treasurer. In athletics, publi- cations, religious activity, forensics, dramatics, music, student government, and fraternities, members of the Senior Class have made invaluable contributions that have been keenly felt and will be greatly missed in the ensuing years. More significant than the contribution to Wake Forest College by the Seniors will be the lasting effects of Wake Forest on the Class in shaping its members and preparing them for the problems of life lying ahead. Long after the departure from its hallowed buildings and winding walks, they will look back with tender nostalgia upon the ' bull sessions in their rooms, the midnight Hips to Shorty ' s, the juke box in P. D. ' s. the confusion at the postoffice doors, the joy of approach- ing vacations, the panic of long hours spent in cramming for horrid exams the night before, the unrelenting fury of beloved profs — a thousand little things. As the Senior Class marches away from Wake Forest College, the drudgeries and irritations of its college career will be forgotten, the many joys recalled as it thrills to familiar strains of Dear old Wake forest, thine is a noble name. . . . • m m