Walla Walla University - Mountain Ash Yearbook (College Place, WA)

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Gradually the s w i r l i n g, the loneliness and the confusion left. I discovered that it wasn9t so hard after all, if I studied; that faces be- came people I knew with names and characteristics; that strange noises became voices with famil- iar greetings and quick laughter. The cafeteria wasnat nearly so big as it seemed that first day, and I could even find N . 325. I became a part of Walla Walla C o l l e g ee without me it would be different; but even more, Walla Walla Col- lege became a part of me-with- out it, I would be different.

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Prologue confusion and loneliness. Would I ever remember who J. Randall Sloop was, or where N . 325 was? I was alone. I was afraid. I wanted to go home. But I would learn, I would remember, and I would stay. This I knew. That first y e a r-t h a t was before Smith, before Kretschmar, and before there were three in a room in the dorms. We wondered if all the pews would ever come for the College Church, and we waited so long, it seemed, for the new organ.

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Prologue Then, suddenly, that first year was over, and I had survived. I hadn9t died of hunger or exposure or lack of sleep-though there were times I thought I would. And I hadn9t even flu n k e d out- though there were times . . . As the end of the year approached I could hardly wait for summer so I could go home and see all my 6hold friends? It was funny, though, they had changed. It never struck me then that perhaps I had changed, too. About in July or August I got a strange nostalgic feeling to go back, to ttsee the kids99-and even the teachers and the deans. September was so far away. But September came, and so did the next and the next.