Westfield State University - Tekoa Yearbook (Westfield, MA)

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What a world for freshman to enter into. We moved in and kegs were moving out, but what a year. Do you remember what a meathook was? The Caf. was changed into obstacle courses 3 or 4 times before we finally moved into the Apts. or off campus, 3 years later, as the case was to fend for ourselves. Of course you had to be careful of the 8 day old pudding with whipped cream that could break a window, but the Caf. was the social center in those days. Where else could you bump into your scoop from a Lammer ' s punch party — you know — the one you never thought you ' d ever see again, who had a girlfriend at UMass., in the same dorm as your boyfriend. We learned a lot that year. How to study, or lets write a 20 page paper in three hours and have it typed before morning. Thats when you first saw a real honest-to-goodness sunrise; only to fall asleep by 7:00 am and miss your classes. Thank God they invented the popcorn popper and hot pot, or we would have been lost. Then we became adjusted, joined intramurals or ran for Senate, and discovered the Library. We lived through finals and learned not to sell our books back to the book store. We also found out that our roommat e could be our best friend, and not just a new wardrobe. We got into our majors and into the RAT! Then late one summer we returned to W.S.C. as Seniors. It got scarey you couldnt ' even spell the word resume, never mind write one: so off to Career Planning and Placement for HELP!! Then you went to the Registrar what do you mean I ' m 4 credits short? . . . but I don ' t want to take ballet and weight training T, TH 1st and 2nd . . . and they ' re not offering Calculus 3 this fall! Then we became a class, the Class of 1 985!! We saw so many changes here, almost all of them good, with a few exceptions that needn ' t be mentioned. It was a year! not half as much rain as freshman year and Lammers field wasn ' t a lake to sail across. We had truly dedicated Class officers and a Senior W eek that none in the past could compare to! It was oneofakind . . . Spectacular!! After 4 years we deserved it. Think back to Sept. 1981 . think . . . look how far we have come! ... and now it ' s time to go, but we are ready. Four years of working, growing, crying, laughing (lots of laughing), just learning to be ourselves ... and that alone was a pretty big accomplishment, but we did it!! Good-bye W.S.C. The Class of 1 985 moves on. Thanks and We ' ll miss you