West Virginia University - Monticola Yearbook (Morgantown, WV)

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Freshmen take time out to get acquainted at a dance given by the Morgantown Community Do you believe In freshmen traditions? Freshman meets advisor

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FRESHMAN WEEK The day was dark and rain had been pouring down tor weeks. Arriving in Morgantown after the long pilgrimages to the academic mecca amid the beautiful West Virginia hills, bewildered and confused freshmen splashed toward their destinations — the cells known as dorms or the modern, spa- cious, fireproof rooming houses in the beautiful residential areas of a thriving metropolis. After successfully storing away the provisions necessary for the next four years, the final farewells were bid, the last dollars of allowance were collected, and many a freshman watched through misty eyes as the old familiar family car sped off to better lands. Others shed few if any tears at this parting and quickly set off to conquer the campus in grand style. Doffing their beloved freshman beanie and name tag while wearing every high school ring and letter sweater available, they started, only to be confronted by a few self-assured, ego- tistical humans who were calling themselves Freshman Guides and insisted on herding every freshman off to one meeting or another. Continuing on the confused cycle of attending convoca- tions, taking tests, learning school songs and cheers, meeting strange faces and trying to remember familiar faces, standing in one line and then another, and attending reception after reception, many began to wonder about this experience of campus life. After stampeding through a week of intense activity, the freshmen could proudly consider themselves members of the University family. i just love my freshman beanie! Getting acquainted ai an informal dorm gathering She ' s moving in 12

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Signing class tickets requires much time and thought REGISTRATION As usual, the lines were long, the cards were many, the day was hot, and most were thoroughly confused. The task of becoming enrolled in an institution of higher learning re- mained a confused and time-consuming chore. Upperclass- men were involved in devising time-saving schemes while the bewildered freshmen were seeking advice at every turn. After successfully gaining entrance to the Field hlouse, one was confronted by one line after another, meeting the solemn faces of advisors, filling in one blank card after another, posing for a flattering portrait picture, resisting aggressive salesmen, and finally emerging into the clear air after parting with a sizeable number of hard-earned dollars. Finding the need for either rest or celebration upon successfully complet- ing this harrowing task, it was off to bed or to one of the local pubs for a quick one. Lines lines, and more lines M.E. 20 — me and all those boys!