Wheaton College - Nike Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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Miss Young, Dr. Meneely, Miss Dunkle, Miss Littlefield, Miss Barker, Miss Townsend— They lead from the red-brick Ad Building The Administration Back in Wheaton’s 1945 Vaudeville, we sang ‘The Backbone of the College is the Administration.’’ We sang and laughed and realized how true those words were. This year, the administration, like our dove of peace, has guided us along an even keel towards a world where each of us would feel more secure because of what we have gained and given at Wheaton. Thirty-seven years were relived the night Miss Young spoke to us in Plimpton. Her sympathetic understanding with guest-room freshmen and conflicts on our yellow cards in spring; her laconically witty tongue, re- membered especially this year at Mummers; and her jars of jam in Emerson dining room will be genuinely missed next year when she fetires: Miss Barker’s personal interest and gracious friendliness towards us all helped us to decide our majors and gave us encouragement in times of distress. We'll remember cocked- eared china rabbits on Miss Barker’s desk. Rushing to Saturday classes on her bicycle, vainly trying to find Mouffer among the bevy of campus dogs, or explaining the ‘‘facts of college life’’ to freshmen, Miss Littlefield is always willing to give advice, help, or a lovely smile. As the nurse is to the prospective father, so Miss Townsend is to the future Wheaton freshman. It woald be difficult to find a more capable, understanding, or charming “‘rap- porteur.”’ ; White slips in our mailboxes on the first of the month or small envelopes on the 15th, Miss Dunkle balances our budget and accepts all contributions. Jeanne Wirtz signed more and more white permissions for weekends at Dartmouth, Yale, or Amherst — the college weekends were back. We admired her efficiency and were awed at her thoroughness as she scurried around her tiny office.

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Dr. Meneely dayd i This Nixe contains the frozen ripples in a constantly changing stream. The college community is a swift current of perpetual beginning, perpetual advancement, perpetual com- pletion. In it we pass rapidly from one situation or incident to another without even a momentary pause. Thus, in the ever shifting patterns and strenuous activity that make up a college year, the true flavor and depth of our experiences are seldom fully realized. But memory records them all. In retrospect we enjoy to the full the tang of our adventures. It is then that the happy moments deepen and expand until they overlap, crowd- ing out all that is drab or unpleasant. In years to come these pages will help you to feel again the rhythm of a college dance, the startling impact of a new idea, the stimulus of group discussion, the gaiety of Vodvil, and the sublimity of the “Magnificat.”’ On all these occasions, and more, this book has halted the flow of time. In years to come may it help you to re-live your college days, counting only the sunny hours! “Dr. Meneely will see you now’ Flowered prints and criss-cross patterns

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For years of understanding, we thank Sarah B. Young, Registrar Sincerity, charm, and sympathy are reflected in Miss Eleanor Barker, our Dean