Wheaton College - Nike Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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(1) Exhaustion has set in after Deirdre - Sullivan and Dawn Pars spent a grueling morning at a tailgate and an afternoon watching Harvarddefeat) = | Dartmouth. (2) Eight papers down,four finalstogo.Ifyouhaddonethatmuch | work, chances are that you, likeLouise Jabara and Eileen McDonough, would take a break with any willing partner. ee (3) “Yes,” Charlotte Shriver is saying 10 F | Alicia Puleo “Beer is a good way to relax ...even puts you in the mood to. tackle that 30 ‘Page paper that i is due : tomorrow! :

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Building Friendships on - One of the most important elements of a college educationisthe ° construction of new friendships. Wheaton lends no exception. The size of the campus makes it almost mandatory to have not one or two, but several friends. These friendships are not restricted to Wheaton campus. Many spend weekends together, and just as many spend summers together. Most, however, build friendships that will last a lifetime. (1) Friends Elizabeth Fahy and Alison Whitebred refresh themselves on a weekend trip to sunny Cape Cod... yum love those calories. (2) Heidi Holmes, Connie Dunlap, and Debbie Cummings are not on their way to church. (3) Wendy Drucker takes the role of Santa Claus from Cathy WW Co)otcvovecbelemeulccmcemere) tigate ar] new Santa by the name of Laura 6 Williams. Only at an all women’s college is Santa a female! opening

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dedication Next to the encounter of death in our own bodies, the most touching calamity is the death of a friend. Yet this affliction, which by nature is grievous, is by virtue and providence made not unlovely. He that lost a friend has more cause of joy that he once had him, than of grief that he is taken away. The comfort of having a friend may be taken away, but not that of having had one. Let us Be ctor make the best of our friends, while we have them. for how long we shall keep them is uncertain. And let us not bury our friendship with our friends. We do not mourn the absent; why then the dead, who are effectually no other? For they are not gone, but are sent before. Seneca.