Wartburg College - Fortress Yearbook (Waverly, IA)

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Contents Administration ....... 16 Classes 32 Organizations 76 Queens ........... 120 Athletics 128 Student Life 152

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Foreword Long Shadows f rom the: elms, -. • Tall trees the campus o ' er: • . Cast spells that memories , shall- Hold dear jorevermore . -. ; Long Shadows from tfie elms. Reaching from our college day s. . Keep Wartburg loyalties ■;■ ' ■ And guide us always. . - Frqm the sonK LojiK-ShadoWs From the Elms ; , . Music .by E. A. Hovdesven . — • Lyilcs tiy John GieKory ' With these words we present to you our tree of learning -- Wartburg College. The students form the branches, which receive assurance and growth .. v from the solid trunk supporting them -- the faculty. ■ ' . Through the faculty, students are nourished to rfeach ever higher spiritually, intellectually, and - - emotionally. No tree is mature unless it has a mas- , ' ■ sive root system. This Wartburg has too, contribut- ing to the stability of the student ' s success -- the administration. Long Shadows from these elms spread to all parts of the earth, as Wartburg graduates go forth to exert an influence in different walks of life. Look now upon the tree, and see how each seg- ment needs the other if each is to survive. Every member is an intricate part of the whole tree -- Wartburg College 1958-1959.

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Dedication Long Shadows irom the elms, Reaching from our college days . . . Hovering irt the air it was. It drifted through all our sotils, ever eluding. the cage of words. But he held it close with gentle hands, and be- fore it flew, transforme,d its essence into Long Shadows. • . ' . ■ So we sing today.. He has ever done this. For ten years at Wartburg he has cailght human potential in gentle hands and changed it into the priceless Long Shadows. Beneath his hands, which keep time with a seeking-seeking-seeking move- ment, voices and souls raise high their songs. Beneath his hands other fluttering hearts and hands are channeled, and rrtusic is born to them. • - ' But yet he does more. Music is the tale of life, and through it he gives richness of exist- ence to his pupils. He not only trains musi- cians,- he molds the full rnaru Meditative music that slips into the h ' eart and sits there silently -- this is his. Laughing music that frolics through the heart. and plays hide-and-seek there -- this is his, also. Beijig his, they are ours. Song does not flow from his pen; it flows from him. • Thus he himself casts Long S}iadows, a nd where his shadow falls, there is light. So may his name be written. Or. A. Hovdesven