Wilson College - Conococheague Yearbook (Chambersburg, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 224 of the 1967 volume:

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Why I feel like sending Hello notes to her through the P. 0., and even though she didnit play a dorm Santa this year that doesn,t mean I didnit contemplate asking her. She keeps pace, or maybe maintains and even sets the pace, and thatis close to why I dedicate the I 967 Conococheague to Miss Martha Church, knew Dean on the scene? as she puts it. She,s Put Harmony House back on the map. MARTHA ELEANOR CHURCH Wilson is on the threshold of greater change than ever before, change in appearance, in size, in emphasis placed on certain areas of the curriculum. This change will result in a llnew lookll for the college . . . It is change depending upon and influenced by a world where to stand still is to die. I 965 Conacocheague Well, we were warned. The prophets were graduated last J une and then Something happened to Wilson overnight last summer. It wasnlt something that could slip by unnoticed either. When I got back in September, Wilson didnlt have that shy threshold look anymore; it had a new dean and a new dorm, a new academic schedule and a new dining system. One hundred extra Freshmen had sneaked in and I got new Weejuns. The yesterdays ago and tomorrows away of Wilson werenlt the important part. The todays were the things that got to me. It all has something to do with why my J unior year is mine and eight months of todays, and with why my book is. Is is a special word. Itls what makes today more important than yesterdayls today. Its an open your eyes and a whatever is going on RIGHT NOW sort of a word. Itls what I do in the snow today that wont be there in quite the same way tomorrow. Its the way the trestle looks this afternoon but only now and from right where Ilm standing. Its not wanting to run away to the was or the to be. Is is my J unior year at Wilson. Itls being right smack in the middle of what was the sixty-hversl to be and what will be the sixty-eightersl was. Itls knowing that things are brand new versions of the same and realizing that everything is just more HERE than it was before. Itls knowing that it is an is year, that only one class can ever be J uniors through it all, and that its all mine before its theirs. 5'0! 3'9 3 . 4mg The comfortable part is knowing thereis a where to go to do what I just happen to need to do right then. Itls like having an extra big home-like house with an extra large family room but no pool'table. Itls doing what the minute calls for Tuesday morning at nine if T uesday morning at nine happens to be free and stands out this week. The important part is knowing that the thing to do is to BE, and then being, and that therels always the now to be a Judy Longacre, 21 Willie or a Diane Yergey. AND therels always my friend who comes out from his house across the street from German House to show me up every time on the skateboard and make us all seem the best of neighbors even though I donlt know his name. On other days the need is more to share and show and appreciate, so I tell everyone I write to that day how wonderful my such and such professor really is, and then I buy him tmasculine by preferencel a coke in the snack bar, and then I pay all my back CGA fines and consider myself lucky because therels something which warrants it all. Of course somedays it just all seems too much. These are special times when I find a somewhere, make a crowd with myself, deline my own terms and have a damn good time doing it. a; 5x A iv .323 l4 39?! in ,i u u ,4 15 me, mung; :' m; ? 't m...-..--..-w..-' $213! M 16 Then come the days which by tradition or choice are EVERY Wilsonbodyls special days. Everybody is special at the same time or else they just donlt come out to play. May Day is Big Day and the Brownies are Big Thing. Everyone bets on the performance of his favorite Brownie and the winner gets to chuckle just a little longer. Every male with a date in May Court admits in lowered tones that they look like an unusually attractive bunch graduating from a nursing academy. K.P. people lloat around with that day after load-olT-my-back look, and we all have the most fun welve had since last May Day doing all the things we never thought weld catch ourselves doing. We all have butterflies and ice cream for lunch and nobody has the right words for the whole thing. Sunday night this year I wrote letters to the professors whold scheduled a written for the following morning, and on said morning the is process continued with visual aids back behind Disert, although no one at Big Day over the weekend needed to see it all to know that 1965-1966 Wilsonland is all now and a neverbefore and nevermore catch-it-if- you-can period. 19 Seasons didnt even run away with me this year. Except for a very little bit. I can stand Spring here because its happened twice before so I know now. Itis much better this way. The Con isnlt just a place to look at nor is the water fountain just the right distance away for a walk; the Con is a convenient soaking place for tennis feet and the fountain makes the perfect tombstone for my dead parakeet, Benjamin. I can get all the weather out of my system with a popsicle and a piece of bubble gum as soon as Barneyls opens, and if maybe that isnlt enough I help the little men mow the grass and feel sorry for everyone with hay fever who doesnlt love the smell because they cantt join and shouldnlt even want to but they dontt know what theyire missing. Come afternoon I can take a book out in the wonderfully smelly new cut grass and even LOOK at it. No matter what. Everybody smells like the beach and everybody is in the same boat and everybody likes to rock the boat just a little and the J uniors are most AT HOME because theyire on top and all here and not halfway out or elsewhere. Winter comes too. Late. After Christmas when nobody wants it anymore. But when it comes everybody suddenly wants it because it doesntt come half way. Winter is here and now and unmistakably right there. After the initial shock wears off even the strange thought of being snowed in for semester break becomes per force and otherwise an oddly tyay oddst appealing situation. Barneyts is a journey away and hot water is at a premium. Candles, big windows, lit courses and a snowbound male companion are the things to have and many people have. For a change, the weather is an impetus for the girls with the right majors and handy for some others because I shovelled Mrs. Yarnallts driveway and was careful to smile the whole time. Warheld even takes on a never to be equalled appealing atmosphere because itts dark and cozy, believe it or not, and everybody is everybody elsets buddy in what we think is a romanticism that you only get during wartime. Wetre silly but were .; J'AF'A W M 3 ? But sometimes on the surface the days tend to all run together, to follow the same pattern week after week throughout the year. I find myself pausing, thinking hasnlt this happened to me before? By Wednesday I have trouble remembering what I did on Monday. I feel rutty and begin to fear that Ilm going to turn out to be like my parents after all. Some days Fm sure that Ilm never going to make it through another week. Twenty-four hours is just not enough time to be a student and still wash the twelve blouses that I always forget to send to the laundry. And pick up my mail. And go to meetings. Anda-oh, why bother even mentioning it all. If I could only schedule my time as well as the school schedules all the events that are supposed to be taking it up. Yet, after three years here PVC started to get used to routine. And no matter how many times I do and redo the same things I have to admit they have a certain diversity and uniqueness that applies only to my life at Wilson. After all, nowhere else do I struggle through an intricate maze of laundry racks whenever I want to hang up some clothes. I donit spend every Saturday refereeing turtle races or roasting to death on a blanket by the Con. And even after three years itis still a challenge to get up enough courage to say hello to Mrs. B. on my way through the post office. Sure, on particularly bad days itls almost impossible to convince myself that that isnit all that makes up college life. But when I separate all my Mondays or all my other days of the week the surface doesnit look quite so routine. Although each day is not a wild success it is at least a stand-out. Most of the time I like Wilson. I like apple pie and Mother too. But there are always those days whenI definitely want OUT. Sometimes it has got to be way out like Washington or New York or Baltimore. I know that weire situated only a few hours from a lot of places but itis a long walk. Cars help. So do trains and buses, or anything else that moves. However, there are also some days when OUT doesnit necessitate leaving Chambersburg. It,s enough just to climb on a bike and tear up several blocks of pavement going nowhere in particular. Or walk beside the Con for a few hours determined to find its source or discover the ducksi latest hiding place. If itis raining, standing under the gutter in front of Main is a diversion yet to be equalled except for maybe a slippery game of Duck, Duck, Goose around the Hagpole culminated by a mud fight and straight hair for the rest of the day. And no matter what day it is or what the weather is like, there are always people. My roommate is from Connecticut and I can always sit and talk to her about it. Or talk to any number of people about any number of places. I guess you might say that getting-away days at Wilson are very relative matters. 31 V xx. 'i I x u xxx. tau. 32 33 VWunmey 35 If it werenit for the faculty lid probably spend every day getting away. They have a real knack for tying up my days, sometimes practically in knots. Either Iim in their classes, studying the notes theyive given me or worrying because Iive done neither. There are days when I donit dare go to the snack bar for fear of running into them but more often Im running through the snack bar and everywhere else trying to find them. The relationship between the faculty and students is rather casual. Of course. They do have their formal moments such as the academic procession, but thatis traditional. The people themselves are very much people of today. And the same thing holds true in most areas of tradition at Wilson. Big-Little Sisters, Dummy Rush, White Dinnereall of these traditions link 1966 with the past yet seem terribly detached from it. I have a Little Sister who'reminds me of a great many people but certainly not of the girls who went to Wilson in 1869 or even in 1950. Shets right now. There are still some things here that are done in a certain way because that is the way they have always been done but that sort of thinking is becoming passe. Today what is new is much more in evidence and much more in demand. Its the casualness between students and faculty, between Big and Little Sisters. Its a newness that has spread to most of the traditional corners of Wilson, making the old look older. Sometimes I cant help wondering why I came to Wilson. Why not Bennington? Because my parents wouldnlt let me go there. But what has here done to my life? I dontt know if it really would have made much difference if I had gone somewhere else. The long succession of days have made me things I never thought Id be, changed some of my attitudes, introduced me to new ideas. But still, why here, today? I guess its like asking why Burns didnlt write about turtles or why Frost didnlt take the other road. Itls that sort of situation. I do know that after three years Ilve found a lot of reasons why I donlt really regret having stayed. There are too many people that I never would have met, too many books that I never would have read. When I first came here I thought I was going to conquer the world. I think that live seen enough of the world here to know that it canlt be conquered. But I can try. Only now I know that conquering is usually understanding people somewhat like or unlike me. Not that Wilson has all the answers but now I know I dont either. Even today no one has a monopoly on that. Maybe not even tomorrow. Why? Ilve learned how to use the word. 41 Maybe ten years from now when Pm trapped in the suburbs with a commuter, four kids, and Time magazine on Tuesdays Illl be able to analyze very objectively whatever it is that is right now. By then it will be yesterday and Pm always better at analysis when I have the advantage of hindsight. But on second thought Illl probably look back and say those were the good old daysagood because that was before the commuter and the four kids appeared on the scene. Right now its difficult to put so many things into perspective all at once. I probably need glasses anyway. Sometimes I wish that Iid gone to Wilson in 1869 instead of in 1966. 1869 seems like a simpler year to me but actually it was probably just as difficult to explain then then as it is to explain now now. Things cant be moving that much faster. Its just that right now I feel totally incoherent trying to explain it all, the incongruities that have wrapped themselves around, pulled and put together what is today. Because even now it is later than it has ever been before, later than it was just a minute ago. I cant hold on to it. I feel myself aging. Illl stop counting birthdays at twenty-one but will continue to underline todays with my red magic marker. Maybe its only the view from here, but I think everyone has to hold up today and look at it in his own light. 2'. .5 A a RNA? - AUL SWAIN HAVENS And in Spring we go where the flowers are To the best pickings in town. Sometimes we go in for co- coa or tea and I went over once last year to borrow the outdoor grill to burn my Bible notes. In May HE takes us a-may- ing. Tra 1a tra 1a tra 1a. Come Christmas I go sing for hard candy falalalala and sometimes I go over just because its a Tuesday night before a Fall Springlike Wednesday after- noon. Came here we find a man and his wife. Okay so thereis nothing un- usual about that. But SHEls a Wil- son girl as of this year and HE?? ewell I guess HEls the man in my life. Next to Daddo, of course. We have one of those give and take relationships. Nice. You know the type-see HIM walking along, hit your date in the ribs and whisper uthatls PREXYK and the date invar- iably musters up a respectful tone and says lthmmmmmmli or llAh, yes? And you say liPreciselyVl A stub of a pipe he had clutched in his teeth and the smoke it encircledeactu- ally it was a windy day and all in all SHE doesnlt remind me in the least of Mrs. Santa Claus. More like J ackie except-HER feet are smaller and SHE speaks about twenty- seven times better. French, too, which says an awful lot. Although its not as simple as Santa and JackieeTI-IEY have a unique Havens style even on Tuesday nights before Fall Springlike Wednesday afternoons, and BESIDES, THEY own 3 Beatles rec- ord, a handy-dandy penknife, and have been seen riding a motor bike at a college function. Hmmmmmmm. Ah, yes, there is something wonder- fully punny about THEIR last name. ELIZABETH BOYD C PHYLLIS RUTH GANSZ MARY JO CLARK 48 CATHARINE LUELLA HICKS 49 Punable names reminds me of a certain twosome which reminds me of a certain fivesome, but mustnlt think in pun terms now because, well, because there are some unfortunate possibilities here and they just DONIT APPLY. My, that was a nice sentence. Herein lies the reason why I came to Wilson and four others why I stayed and a digression on whatever I digress on. Ilm reading Tom J ones this week. Five administrative ladies and not a one of them stereotyped. Makes life worth living. Because if every college had a Director of Admissions like Mrs. Leitch I might not be here; if one other college had Mrs. Leitch I wouldnit be here, and if therels any other reason why I am here its because Mrs. Leitchis daughter was president of my local Wilson Club. So there. But the story of Mopsy is completely turvy and sunny- side-up so Ilm sure no other place can match our Dean of Residence either. First time I went to see Miss Hicks to get a DR she giggled and said how nice and acted real pleased that I had a date which was MORE THAN MY MOTHER EVER DID and even made me feel good about it, too, which I hadnlt before because I was afraid held turn out to be what he turned out to be. See? Shels to keep us supplied with diversions and does, but does SHE ever SIT STILL AND JUST FROWN? Miss Boyd does, Thatls why I like her. Shels more like me only she isnlt. Shels not just the Registrar-shels the only one on campus who knows everybody else, she lets you scribble on the walls, shes the only one foolhardy enough or something like that to always root for the underdog Seniors, she can chew me out and get away with it, and shes why I have such a wonderfully mathless schedule, and shes . . . not that I have a thing against math. Daddo says I could stand a meat and potatoes course. People like Miss Gansz, for instance, even make it a consideration. She hits you right off as being warm and understanding and thatls what Ild need to take math. Description sounds more like a Dean of Freshmen, but she does that, tooataking advantage of a good thing. But if she,s double duty, poor Miss Clark is all purpose. They call her Placement Director but I went to her once because it was raining and I was a Sophomore and I wanted to do something different so I ended up sending one roommate to Switzerland and being maid of honor in the others wedding. Which means that Ilm still here which is what I wanted to do anywayaSHE UNDERSTANDS. I even crashed a party at her house once and she still likes me! Thatls why I like all five of them. Theylre not just administrative people. Theylre the kind of people Iid like to send birthday cards to. Of course, the upstairs Edgar triumvirate, although not always remembered as birthday children, should always be on the bedtime prayersi list. After all theylre the indispensable administrators, and after all theylre men. After all. So God bless the Vice President for Development and Public Relations, the Director of Public Information and the Business Manager; and Merry Christmas, Mr. Halliwell, Mr. Burch, and Mr. Stout. And while Ilm on my knees there,s another group that keeps me going that I also take too much for granted. Oh, I go over all the time and read magazines and look up my horoscope in the newspaper. Now and then I break down the night before whatever is due is due and go over and cry on someonels shoulder and a friend is someone who will help you in a pinch so Ilve got some real buddies on the library staff. Security is J ohn Stewart and Miss Cooper and Miss Mitchell and Mrs. Warren. They tell me where to go, if you know what I mean. ALFRED DOANE STOUT 50 J OHN HALLIWELL H C R U B Y R N E H S E L R A H C LIBRARY STAFF HELEN ADAMS NUTTING ALLAN BRASIER JUDSON 52 JON EDWARD UPDIKE NENAH ELINOR FRY 53 Thatls right; these people donlt administrate, they generateesometimes confusion, sometimes sleeplessness, but usually history and mostly confusion. The other night I couldnt believe it was me sitting up to read a sixteenth century statute with these misspelled looking words and the clock ticking louder than itis supposed to-not to keep from seeming like a crashing stupe but because Iive gotten serious about Miss Nuttingls being serious. Oh, of course, there are those moments like when she calls Margaret of Anjou a real hot number and in the process gets hung up on her desk drawer. Or walking into her office when shels sitting there asking Christopher if he would like to speak to Miss Clark on the phone and I stand there straining to hear what heis saying. But there are more of those other awe full moments when sheis talking over the podium and the platform and all our heads. I just want to step inside Miss Nuttingls head and for the next ten years walk around bumping into the knowledge in that mind which by the way I think is infinite. And sometimes I do feel as though Ilm walking in a headaI have Miss Fry right after Miss Nutting. I know Im going to graduate with an inferiority complex. Already I feel the need to have my blanket with me although in Miss Fryls class I need it for warmth as well as security. She believes that open minds and open windows are always in season. She should have been the director of a fresh air camp but without her there would be a lot fewer inspirational notes in history. She was one of the first professors I saw freshman year. Stood out in the academic procession because shels tall and was sporting a tam olshanter. But itis been the same every year sinceeeven when the line disperses she stands out. Wind her up! She walks tsort of like Clementinel . . . she talks . . she sings and dances . . . not that I have seen her do all these things but Im sure she does. She probably even roller skates down Route 1 l on her nights off. She is one of those people who should be put in a time capsule and released two hundred years later as an example of the greatness of the 19605 although with her aboard they might just as possibly experience some crazy rebirth of the Roaring 205. If such could be the case, ten years later the world would have another Mr. Updike not that I think that possible. He would probably reaetivate World War II but itls a toss-up as to which country he would fight foraRussia or US. Thatls a pun. One of the first things he ever told me was that he spells his name the correct way: J -O- N. Actually itls spelled B-O-R-I-S. Aside from his Russian background his naval background seems to have had the greatest influence on his life. He still sits cross-legged in class like heis discussing peace terms in a Philippine hut. Any day Pm expecting a sign-up sheet for advanced ROTC. It will probably be beside one for a Faculty Acting Forum directed by Miss Eldridge and a Nail Polish Clinic headed by Mrs. Langlois. I donit know either of them very well because theylre new but I canit help wondering: Is Miss Eldridge what Illl be like after Iive graduated from here? and does Mrs. Langlois use gelatin? If Mr. J udson were here lid go ask him about it or about something else although in a way itis a good thing hes not here. By the end of last year I was running out of excuses for going to see him. LAURA REED ELDRIDGE W ELEANOR BUSTIN MATTES 55 ELIZABETH SMITHERS SIFTON Of course there are those hours donated to thinking of excuses for not doing certain things. Why not to display oneself in novel or drama, for instance. Why?! If the little lame balloonman whistled far and Wilson happened to be on his itinerary Mrs. Yarnall would deflate every balloon he owned unless it deserved to be that blown up. Someday, thougheone day, ratherellm going to march in there and give specific reasons for the existence of every one of my balloons, and maybe Illl even dramatize it, and maybe 1,11 get a B since an A is the closest a non-believer will ever come to getting a gift from God. The ladyls plain contagious, and sois the rest of the English department. After an hour and a half of Mr. Flosdorf I think sixteenth and seventeenth century literature must be the greatest, most enjoyable stuff ever writteneand you know I never had such an idea on my own. But I donit even end up with the kind of stuff I can throw around at cocktail parties because itls flat when I say it; Ijust canlt SHARE it or radiate it or whatever it is that Mr. Flosdorf does with it. And Mr. Gattiker is just as bad in the same way. He even makes me excited about runes which look a bit like over-tittled ducks, tracks. Get cheated here, too, because I just want to sit back and watch him live the material, but thatill never do either. My handwritingis better than his at any rate. And I usually trail along a little way behind Miss McCrosson too. Oh, we see eye to eye on certain issueseboth ttinclined to love the romantic typei, et aLebut Iill never approximate her capacity for getting involved with or excited about seventeen things in a row. I keep up through marvelous and horrendous, but by the time she hits fantastic and the third marvelous Pm still trying to appreciate the import of the second marvelous and am laughing about her running out of gas on the northeast extension. Theres a CONNECTION, Itm sure; she operates that way. And its somewhere between the sublime and the ridiculous and Victorian and modern and relaxed and the opposite of relaxed. Itts marvelous. Mr. Applegate-Mr. J . John, John not Jamese-Mr. J. Applegate cant be catalogued either. He just belongs. All of a sudden Shakespeare equals Mr. Applegate, and if youtre a little lame balloonman you can lose your goodies fast in advanced writing too, and you suddenly have a babysitter for your pet iguana, and you dontt talk about Shakespeare at cocktail parties anymore either. Itis J ames. And, fortunately or unfortunately-depending upon outlookal couldnit even escape the departmental enthusiasm in the baby course. Mrs. Sifton, for one, has this uncanny capacity for permeating the literature of the whole blamed survey. But Mrs. Mattes wins the prizea-even at eight in the morning. Shets the first one out on the grass in the spring and is the only one who ever told me that if I think a paperis too short, I should borrow another typewriter. But someday Pm going to tell her Tennysonis a bum just to see if her understanding and indefinable humor are actually as keen as Pm afraid they,ll prove to be anyway. 56 JAMES WILLIAM FLOSDORF Webster and I just had a session on classic and classical and its almost frightening how much Miss Lutz and Miss Hicks equate their fields, even down through the sixth definition-Miss Lutz is so always the same, never the sameetodayis blue is the echo of yesterdayis green, the essence of tomorrowis purple. Tempora mutantur et nos mutamur cum illis-she changes and doesnit change; we grow up eheu fugacis labantur anni-afterwards, will She remember these ladies and see us in the next ones? Miss Hicks is the same, yet really quite different. Only with her does dust on antiquity shelves seem so perfect. Yes, girls, even in those days they pierced their ears, and here is a charming pair of cupids I found in Pompey. I remember . . . well, they are good memories-Vassar back when, Pompey long ago, Greece in time immemorial. It was a comforting sort of world; hers is a comforting sort of person; and theirs is a department demanding taste and a certain maturity. To some, art has the same prerequisite; but at Wilson even the completely unexposed find the baby fine arts survey the most enjoyable academic adventure around. iiMy first trip I stayed in a hotel about five miles away, but the next time nobody mentioned the hotel so I stayed with the priest at the monastery? Expect the unexpected and expect it with convictioneMiss Harris. Always precipitating perspective, but not always in three or two dimensional forms. tt1 canit draw a straight lineiL-but she does draw an idea, an image, a fable in words CORA ELIZABETH LUTZ that sticks deep. Mr. Edwards and Miss Jones draw the straight lines when needed, but neither are ever that simple themselves. Thereis something intangible about them; theirs is the kind of perspective found more often on paper. He somehow distant, she somehow intriguing, but both almost frighteningly sensitive and equal to so many tones of warmth. Stimulating or encouraging to the point where Iill do a studio project in lieu of a paper despite the fact that even my mother says I have no talent. 58 RUTH ILSLEY HICKS HELEN-LEE JONES JOSEPHINE MARIE HARRIS EMLYN REESE EDWARDS 59 Within this institution therets an institutign known as Miss Zeleny. The Xsociology department claims her but shes not one to be typed. Have to move fast to keep up. When she writes on the board she leaves a few letters out of each word and erases the whole thing before I have a chance to copy it anyway; so one way or another shets always exciting and somewhere beyond the scope of the classroom. A prefabricated field trip. Miss Brumbaugh somehow maintains the same dimensions, only her ideas are staged not delivered, and I come away with a picture and not a fact. Mr. Wescott is at LEAST as diverse, but in a purely subtle or Wescott fashion. Whether itts African forklore, problems of communication, or a comment in passing, there will be order, precision, maybe humor, maybe anything. ANYTHING. ALICE MARTIN BRUMBAUGH ROGER WILLIAMS WESCOTT 60 CAROLYN ZELENY No, it wont work. My roommate played tennis with the whole gang last year and still got Cs in economics and poli sci. But thatis the fun of it. Three men with the color of convictions, yet the power of understanding, who wont even be compromised for a can of tennis balls. Takes will power. Three men in a manis world, but in Wilsonis world too, who somehow give me a bridge between an idealistic college community and the real and the rational that must exist somewhere else. Mr. Curtisaso much a part of everything that makes a small college work. A political scientist who manages to be impartial and Republican at the same time. Mr. Blairethe democratic Democrat, provoking economies, radiating a relaxed philosophy, and just asking for the abuse and idolization of an old pet teddy beaI that he always gets. Mr. Townsendaclear ideas and clearer principles, enjoys the moment in a manner that reminds me of a Cheshire cat even though Ilve never seen one. Theylre all so never purely academic. Theylre my heroes-give me a taste of the here and now, the masculine tahl, the real. Pd like to take them home to Daddo. CALVIN HOBSON BLAIR ROBERT FRANKLIN CURTIS, ROSWELL GEORGE TOWNSEND FRENCH. Thatis all, just FRENCH. Thereis a special feeling that lurks around certain words for me and that one leads the list. MADAMEathat oneIs second on the list. MRS. COOPER really would do just as well. She terrified me at first. Then I calmed it down to nervous excitement. I will wear a thumb tack in my swinging hair, live in French House if I know whats good for me, and learn to speak THE LANGUAGE with a pronunciation that I wouldnit have recognized as F rench last year. In my first five minutes with Madame I learned three thingsaa lot, how to think fast, and how to laugh at myself. My first course with her was one of those most unforgettable things. But when Pm around Miss Strouse I try to speak English. Otherwise she anticipates and corrects my grammatical errors before Iive heard them myself. And she never misses. Frustrating. A little bit faster than a machine with an uncanny feedback of incidents, words, rules, whatnot. She usually out-maneuvers me in energy and inhibition, too, but we get along quite well in English, really. Its more fun in French, Pm sure. Nancy did VIRGINIA DODD COOPER it and even managed it back as Miss Bortner, but that means she has the Cooper concept of excellence drummed into her in such a way that she wonIt have exactly relaxing classes either. And somewhere beyond the black mesh stockings and that amazed oh, la, la la, la at a particularly egregious gaffe Miss Bakelaar has that old stringent demand for a faultless enunciation and anything else French and perfect, too. Just ask me to define mal du siecle. Wanna hear me do it with my tongue tied? Actually IId much rather do the dance that Mademoiselle and I used to do together to French symphonies in the salon. We sang, too, but that was more intricateashe sang the words and I sang the melody. MADEMOISELLEathatIs the other word on my list. Sometimes she seems the connoisseur of anything old-old books, old customs, old pictures, and probably even old wines; but at the same time she has a girlish sensitivity to the moment. She even gives me candy just because ifs a nice day. Mlle. Megyer is the type of lady Iid squeeze or tutoyer if she,d let me. BETTE LOU BAKELAAR a. JULIA MEGYER NANCY LEE BORTNER .hgu HM! ADELINE KATHERINE STROUSE 63 After a class with Miss Maule I feel as though I am qualified to successfully audition for Orchesis. After an hour and a half class with her Iim even willing to try for Martha Grahamis Company. I mean shes a master at keeping her students on their toes and dancing. Yet this trainer of struggling Spanish scholars possesses a Iinesse that is rare in most professors. The work she demands of her students is compensated for by the grace and dignity with which she makes these demands. Nonetheless she is a woman of very definite opinions. Don Quijote estd loco, no es loco. I know one person who certainly agrees with me in regard to Miss Maule. Thatis Miss Kauffman. She was formerly one of Miss Maulets struggling Spanish scholars. When she stands up in front of the class I think of her as one big goalaif she made it, so can I. And naturally, she dances beautifully. I havenit known Miss Lewis long enough yet to ask her to danceal mean for me. But she can sing or at least speak Spanish in a style reminiscent of Makeba,s IiClick-Click Song? MARY-ELEANOR MAULE PEGGY JANE KAUFFMAN Herr Kellinger can sing, too. I heard him when we went Christmas caroling and at the party afterward that is one of the reasons why so many people take Germanathe Kellingers serve good punch. But itis not just that. I feel at home with him. Heis sort of an austere father figure who, just like father, expects you to conduct yourself well both academically and socially. And so does Mr. Novak, although I find it difficult to think of him as a father substitute. Heis more in line with my idea of a perfect husband. His classes retiect his casual air although there is always an underlying element of surprise because he talks about everything from philosophy to why you shouldn,t say ich bin kalt on your wedding night. Anyone who has him for a professor will steadfastly maintain that a liberal arts education is not impractical. Herr J aeger elicits that kind of an attitude, too. He displays a monumental amount of patience when dealing with his students problems. He, also, has been the cause of several arguments this year but the answer is, yes, he does have freckles. KLAUS A. G. JAEGER h? t: gnaw ,g, RICHEY ASBURY NOVAK JOSEF MICHAEL KELLINGER 65 :15 GRAHAM MOFFATT JAMIESON JOHN BRIGGS CURTIS HARRY MERWYN BUCK, JR. RAY MOND KEMP ANDERSON ROGER FRANK NORDQUIST DAVID SELLERS PLATT 67 Whenever I feel like discussing the aesthetic side of anything I go straight to the top or in other words to Dr. J amieson. We sit and get excited about just plain thinking and for once I can communicate, plus see who can smoke more in one half hour. Itis wonderful although I cant do it often because I go haywire anticipating his statements and his lighting the wrong end of his cigarette when he gets so involved. Then as soon as my pack is empty I begin a quest for J.B. tDr. Curtisi who, as our religious counselor, believes in the Christian idea of sharing. He even buys me cokes until my parents send more money. Usually we end up arguing about suffering servants and a conglomeration of physics that is enough to make anyone become either a religious fanatic or an atheist. At this confusing point in life there are three people to turn to. The hrst is Dr. Buck, but he is off riding elephants in India as most Bible professors dont do sooner or later. The second is Mr. Anderson. All any girl has to do is look at him and she feels reassured about something in life. The third is Mr. Nordquist because he teaches both religion and philosophy without developing anxiety neuroses. Besides when I go to see him I can watch his hands which he uses to speak almost as often as he uses his mouth. 0 didnit recognize him in the snack bar one day without them. They were holding a cup of coEeeJ But he always manages to make some comment that positively ages me. For instance, just TRY imagining that you are on a desert island where the hand of man has never set foot. Iim still trying to resolve that idea along with several of Mr. Plattis. I cant help thinking when Iim around this man who doesnit teach philosophy but provokes it. And when he squints through those glasses refiecting upon his classes saying, iiTell me, ladies, where precisely do you end and does this world begin? the pain of some of his questions renders me completely uncertain about the validity of reality. Yet at the same time they make Mr. Platt seem too real to be illusion. MWMW HOWARD EUGENE HOLZMAN DAVISON GREENAWALT GROVE If youlre the sort of person who is interested in the biological sciences you couldnlt ask for more and in fact probably wish for a little less every night. Miss Allenls courses are famous or maybe I should say infamous. Several people have told me it isnlt true that she corrects all exams under a microscope but Iim not about to believe everything I hear. Of one thing I am sure, thoughashels an evolutionary advancement. I think Mr. Holzman might be too. He ought to wear a gun around finals for self-protection. My freshman year :we spent hours weighing the possibilities of a perfect kidnap although we flnally settled for a plot to dynamite the biology building. But not with him in it because personally I think he is tremendous. The more you know him the more you like him which is probably why I have so much esteem for him now. I mean I was invited to take 102 again sophomore year. Anyone who has biology with Mr. Holzman finds out that the closest it ever comes to being a gut course is the week you spend studying the evolution of the gut cavity. Mr. Grovels courses arenlt any easier. Like Miss Allen and Mr. Holzman, he is everyonels friend although Christopher Nutting likes him best ever since he compiled that booklet containing a map of all the trees on campus treal trees, not phylogenetic onesl. He is also on chirping terms with every bird in Chambersburg. And all the llies around this year are not without purpose. They took sabbatical leave from the Heinz Company to come here and study under Mr. Groveahe knows more about their lives than they do. Along with the flies came Mr. Meyerabut not from Heinz-from Indiana University. The students in his classes spend almost as much time studying him as they do biology. Hels gotten all As. Ilm waiting to see what the kids get. Find the angular momentum of a cockroach on a lazy susan as the roach chases a crumb around the susan while both variables are moving in opposite directions. ThatIs right. I even anticipated that question. Itts liberal arts in one course, or physics a la mode a la MacFarlane. A scoop of the philosophical, a scoop of the creative, and a little bit of the bizarre if thereis any around. Come to think of it thereis something a little dear about a man who can be enthusiastic about philosophy, a fulcrum, and a new baby at the same time. Physics never enjoyed such dimensions before he came, and would enjoy none around here if he left. It must be nice to be so important. And contrary to pedestrian concensus the rest of the gang in Lortz gives vent to creative airs too, only they do it in Itmeat and potatoesh terms which is the kind of endeavor that practical minded Daddos like. Miss Monack and I made soap one day; Miss Damerel and I made molecular Christmas balls together; and Miss J udge and I made a mess once, but thatis really quite another thing. Three chemists, three paradoxes, but three ladies through it all. Miss Damerel alternates between the reserved and the zany, casually mentioning the unfathomable, smiling about private distinctions between the quiz, the hour quiz, and the written, and almost giggling with appreciation of any visual aid. Her chemistry is a contagious fascination. Miss J udge is a little more subtle, a little more organized, slightly impish, slightly wry. The clever ones keep pace so I had to settle for just sound chemistry. Now Miss Monack-oh my, she can lecture on the smell of cyanide which no one has lived to describe and make organic chemistry seem fun and games while still maintaining its reputation as a horror; I said paradox before. Well, look at the obvious; these are the people that are getting the new science center! CHARLOTTE ISABEL DAMEREL JANE THERESE JUDGE IAN ALEXANDER MacFARLANE 71 The hrst day of freshman math Mr. Lackey walked into our 3:30 class and said, ttGood morning? I corrected him because I hadnit yet learned that in the dark hour of the soul it is always two oIclock in the morning. Ever since then I have been picking up tidbits of his off- beat wisdom-carries it around with him instead of a brief-case. That alone makes two plus two equal five without considering that he packs a yo-yo and a rubber ball which bounces half-way over Warfield if dropped from the fourth Hoor. Mr. Portmann has easily distinguishable attributes, too. He smiles and not just now and then. Furthermore he has this unrealistically sunny approach to MY approach to math and teaches calculus with an ease that makes me doubt my intelligence. But he got tangled up with the snackie gang in less than four months, so even though he can smile at the impossible hes not perfect. Therefore Miss Gansz is my stabilizer in the department. I just appeal to the administrator in her and allIs right with the world. But God help the man who tries to computerize their brand of math. JACKSON BENTON L ACKEY W WALTER ODDO PORTMANN But Mr. Portmann has no patent as the good humor man because the education department has been at it for years. Mr. Garner and Mr. Stanley spend days teaching frustrated learners to learn how to teach other learners to learn and still come out smiling. My. Both of them stress the importance of cooperative planning-an emphasis which I can pin- point in at least the roundish table. Mr. Stanley cooperates best of all with the blackboard, and Mr. Garner cooperates best with Mr. Stanley and anything but a simple yes or no answer. My effectiveness as a cooperator often depends highly on their good humor. We sit, we discuss, we quibble, we smile, we joke, we see, all of a sudden I see . . . technique, thatls what they have. And me, God bless them. Everything but the ice cream. Roger and out. At first, psychology brought out all my symptoms of egomania. I figured out the maze 0n the third trial and could say the nonsense syllables backwards by the second trial. Mrs. Anderson maintained that performances like that werenit normal even for rats. Now that I have abnormal psych I have to agree with her. I still do well but now I know its because Iim highly motivated, which quickens my learning process. That also means that Pm not necessarily a genius, although that realization hit me the first day of Mr. Andersonis statistics class. I think I must be harbouring repressed feelings against machines because my computator scares me, not to mention some of the problems I have to solve on it. But Mr. Anderson fortifies me with his comments and quietly dispels some of my illusions. For instance now I know that there are no tigers in Africa. Mr. Presbie would never say that. Held say that PROBABLY there arent. He is a classic study in skepticism. But after being in one of his classes you cant help but notice how psychologically attuned everyone is. Every time the bell rings and everyone rises I make a mental comparison with Pavlov. After several instances like that I begin to lose faith in human nature. Then I go talk to Miss . Parker. Whether you visit her for actual VERNA ELIZABETH pARKER counselling or just for a quiet discussion, her ideas have therapeutic value. And so do her classes. I release all my pent-up mother feelings in child psych. ROBERT JOSEPH PRESBIE nruu mm 75 V w. u i N 65 w ' I 3 b4 $ ?MuQ t V Sew. . ' . , $ chan - r1 mum u muumm ' unbuuun Mr. Farris, classes are rather therapeutic, too, but theylre designed for the more psychotic personality. If you happen to have him for organ lessons you can go into the chapel and pound for an uninterrupted hour. He probably needs counselling after watching me twist my ankle on the organ pedals and break off all my finger nails in the midst of a flourishing finale. If the actual lessons donlt drive him to insanity, his theory class probably will. I tend to be like Miss Harrisel canlt draw a straight line. My bar lines look like I spent the previous night in one. I suppose thatls why Mr. Farris is so insistent about rulers. Anyway, at least I don,t have to worry about the line problem with Mr. Smith. Unfortunately, I have a lot of other things to worry about. When I stay up the night before a music history written the material literally goes in one ear and out the other. You should hear me try to play the piano. At the end of every lesson when I hnish playing a Beethoven sonata tthat I have been perfecting for the past two yearsl, Mr. Smith and I sit and laugh at one of his jokes. Then he says, ilThat was very good, but . . W I comfort myself with the thought that I will graduate in one more year. Fm sure hels comforted by that thought, too. I know that Miss Bunch is. At each voice lesson I stand in front of the mirror and commence making noises similar to those of a non-swimmer in twelve feet of water. Miss Bunch says that they will help me get ltwarmed up,l but IIm convinced that Iim never going to get beyond the uwarmed upll stage. The first day that I was supposed to sing an actual song she told me to stop warming up and start singing. I had to tell her that thatIs what I had been doing for the past ten minutes. I don,t dare theorize about my Voice. ThatIs why I havenIt taken the theory course yet. MERIBETH ANN BUNCH CH ESTER FANNING SMITH 77 Watch Miss Bowden. If someone senses poetry, music, art, science, whatnot as I run off the hockey fleld itll be my mother. Miss Bowdenis synthesized; she draws n0 unrealistic wall between the mind and the body. She can epitomize the synthesis in a dance; she can minimize it in a smile. She lets me play with her dogs; sheill listen to the darndest problems and even become more involved with them than they warrant. I call her Fran behind her back; it seems only right. Miss Cooper is special in another way. She coached the junior class teams which gives her a PARTICULAR DISTINCTION and besides that she can sense when I need to get the blankedy off the hockey field and into bed. Mrs. Heinze is the disturbing one. Red, orange, green, yellow, pink, fresh air, and I look like wet bread in comparison. British, unreal, too real, and she cant be described; just look at her. Mrs. Armstrong, on the other hand, makes life seem so much easier. She doesntt have to yell 0r coerce. She just stands there and looks at me. Sheas the type of lady Iid never want to disappoint, next to mother. Why she even understands why I get so excited on rainy days. ANN CANEDY ARMSTRONG KATHLEEN DE LA MARE HEINZE JOAN CAROLE COOPER FRANCES ARNOLD BOWDEN 79 Of course we LEARN from those once in a lifetime lecturers too, and not just from the three times a week crowd, and this years special events folder was even prettier than last years, and this year was just better than last year. Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, doctor, and I poured some tea in my lap at one of the receptions afterwards and thought I would die of the SHAME. But it was a good year just the same. Tran Van Dinh came in October and involved us with the war in Viet Nam, and even spoke in outline form without notes, and couldnlt have been as old as he said he was, and I was embarrassed because everyone ooold and aaahld everytime he smiled, and then I realized I was doing it myself. The 95th Founders Day Convocation came around then too, and although we didnit have a big striped tent as we did my Freshman year we had Mrs. Eugenie Anderson and a chance to be extra proud of Mrs. Havens and a nice sunny day. We even had some llfor realll Classical ballet this year by the Ballet Arts Company, although the faculty children stole the show with an impromptu concert at halftime. And then there was Mr. Fields and itthe College Community? and then, and then there was Walter Judd. Now Walter was something else; even when I didn,t agree with him I couldnlt move my eyes or ears away. And you know something, he diant stop for air in the snackie discussion either. I relaxed for awhile with Muriel Rukeyserls poetry, and the always wonderful Beaux Arts Trio, and Donald Currierls brand of piano, and an introduction to the American Mime Theatre, and all of a sudden it was second semester. HALLELUJAH. Excuse me. On George Washingtonls birthday lmy Motherls birthday tool Mel Powell injected a little electronic music into my week-a-day existence, and then James Higgins tor was it Henry'D did his bit on dissension versus treason, so I went out and burned my ID card, and decided that whoever planned our special events had done an extra clever job. EUGENIE AN DERSON 80 TRAN VAN DINH WALTER JUDD 81 MEL POWELL BEAUX ARTS TRIO THE AMERICAN MIME THEATER 83 HELEN MCGEHEE JOHN LANGSTAFF SAHONII TACHIBAUA AND COMPANY We borrowed Helen McGehee from the Martha Graham Company for a night, and all the Orchesis members walked around with these I-told-you-so looks on their faces, and we were all going to be dancers instead of nurses for at least a week. Dr. Fletcher came in here someplace with the Orr Forum in Religion, and once again the speaker transformed the forum into one of the most wide-awake affairs of the year. Heavens, he almost had me going to chapel everyday. What more can I say? Later on they imported HarvardIS Kirtley Mather for the Phi Beta Kappa Oration, and he had the same elfect as Dr. Fletcher in a purely intellectual way. I didntt go to the library everyday, however, because the Skinner Concert had brought John Langstaff to campus which added baritones to my list of favorites and that kept me glued to my record player through the Mather hangover. In April I became overly excited by MacEdward LeachIs ideas on tIFolklore and Fakeloreh and was about to do something positive about it when the long awaited Asian Festival finally arrived and directed my excitement elsewhere. Pm going to be a classical Japanese dancer, you know. 86 87 Sometimes I get so excited by the special events people that I decide to DO myself and consequently get as far as eavesdropping at a K. P. rehearsal. But llm always shocked by Mrs. Yarnall in pedal pushers, and usually walk away thinking it must be nice to be able to get up there in front of Mrs. Yarnall. let alone in front of an audience, and then I decide that the word Kittochtinny is actually as bad as Pentathlon when you stop to think about it, so I spectate. I left their reading of IA Childls Christmas in Walesli in tears and ran out of their production of ltThe Innocents behind my handkerchief, feeling extra good for J. B. and Pity-Pat and Mandy and Dribbi and Pam and Waaser and all the other millions involved because I knew they hadnlt wasted their time. Maybe thatls why they do it. Just think, they get from eleven P. M. ltil whenever they fall asleep for studying every night. Thatls generous. He told me in psychology class, however, that you canlt do two things at one time. And do you know what I told him? Thatls right. I saw a girl put on makeup. write a paper and memorize lines all at the same time. Thatls the funny part. tooethey seem to have more fun the more miserable it gets; the last week is hell, but OH BOY. Mrs. Yarnall threatens to shed her pedal pushers and leave town for the weekend, the actresses claim off-night blues, Polly insists the costumes will be ready by tomorrow, and everybody says the costumes will make a difference and allls well once more. Something else goes wrong lltomorrowll night, but by THE night all the big wrongs have happened already, and theylve stumbled on their traditional polish and control and, well, teamwork. But after the months of heartache and headache the fools crawl back for more, so sometimes I think the bit about getting into the blood isnlt all that ridiculous. A good portion of that makeup must get down deep enough. 88 But if I could do ANYTHING in the whole wide world, Pd want to be able to really mean and control all I want to say with all of me, and I suppose that means I should want to be a dancer 0 told you I wanted to be a classical J apanese dancer beforel, so I should hurry up and try out for Orchesis, and, you know something, I cant even touch my toes. But itls a nice idea, isnlt it? They all do it in Orchesis. J ust watch them mean things. Thatls living. Itls exciting, but watching them is like listening to a waltz without my ice skates on. Something somewhere says III wanna play too? but, then again, Ilm a total loss in leotards. Someday Fm going to take a pin and stick Marilyn Meyer in the back while shels sitting at her desk studying chemistry and see if she really has been brainwashed about words like slouch and spas. Pm not jealous, mind you, just jealous. Besides, they get to play and dance with Tinkerbelle and however you spell the name of the other four-legged Bowden, and why do some people have everything? The leaders of WCGA are all neighbors and all friends and all look tired together over coffee in the snack bar. Itis like a triumvirate. As President, El gets to play Caesar and her guitar occasionally. Her chief aim has been to provide an environment conducive to the intellectual growth of the student body. Pm still waiting for my intellect to grow, but I think the problem may be one of heredity rather than environment. Whatever it is, Cabinet is willing to discuss it. They are like all Wilson students in that they talk about everything that is going on or should be going on. The only difference is that their meetings are organized. This year theyive been concerned with establishing a Coordinate J udicial Council so that not just anyone can throw not just anyone out. Theyive also been worrying about setting up a Senate system but not as much as Barb and Leg Council have been. They are getting black circles under their eyes from staying up nights talking about Senators in every dorm, closing hours, late absences, and chickens in every pot. CABINET. Clockwise: H. Halliday; E. Dorman; B. Hutchinson; P. Robinson; J. Mc- Cormick; Miss F. Bowden; L. Thomason; M. Williams. Standing: J. Marton: P. Oates. LEGISLATIVE COUNCIL. First row: J. Elder; P. Jobling; B. Hutchinson; P. Johns; M. Garritt; B. Pacifico. Second row: D. Shay; N. J. Chatheld; D. Jones; J. Campbell; B. Keefer; M. Brasuell; H. Shull; Miss R. Hicks. Third row: A. Cranston: M. Kidd. 92 93 is. Miss J. Harr : 13555.3, 35.12:. . E1 Dorman JUDICIAL BOARD. First row: P. Scheuing; E. Dorman; H. Halliday: C. Stone; Miss D. McCrosson; B. Tenney. Second row: B. Patterson; P. Peard. ACADEMIC AFFAIRS COMMITTEE. A. DeNormandie; B. Pacifico; J. Comber; M. Liu- man; K. Sweval; G. Kent; S. Washburn. 94 The Wilson College Government Association is the organization of which I and every other student is IPSO FACTO a member, which is to say that everyone has to attend General Assembly meetings. The basis of its existence is the Honor Principle which everyone promises to uphold. It is a like-it-or-lump-it situation. Most of us like it because it provides a measure of self-government. Those students who donlt like it and , , donit uphold it usually find themselves t . t '-' :5 ' l .' . L before Judicial Board, which tn'es all t i I breaches of the Honor Principle and violations of regulations. This year J B has been working toward the ' establishment of a Coordinate J udiciail INTER-DORM COUNCIL. First row: C. Weiss; P. Guild. Second row: M. Stoddard; Council to try all cases involving G. Heyer; S. James; W. Zerfoss; J. Gaydosh; S. Amsdorf; J. Nadolski. suspension or expulsion. The only other types of cases which J B doesnit solely V L 3 t ' i t- ' i W 2 L i ' J ' A , 21.7 e . ' handle are those concerned with minor 't j l house offenses. These are handled by the Inter-Dorm Council composed of all the House Presidents. In addition to this bureaucracy there are several CGA committees. The Committee on Cultural Affairs sponsors such things as a foreign film series and bus trips to the OUTSIDE. The Committee on Academic Affairs works to improve the intellectual climate and this year has been especially busy considering possible curriculum changes. The Social Committee plans proms, mixers, or anything else that will attract men. CULTURAL AFFAIRS COMMITTEE. B. Wheeler; C. Tweddle: M. Soodla: N. May- berry', M. Post; C. Krochak. 95 BILLBOARD EDITORIAL BOARD. First row: J. Comber; R. Yaghjian; N. Calahan; M. Scott; R. Muskat. Second row: A. DeNormandie; J. Bishop. At the beginning of the week the snack bar is always the most frequented place on campus not only because Monday is Monday but because Monday is also deadline night for the Billboard. Itls not what yould really refer to as a newspaper situation with the juke box blaring away outside the Billboard room and the whole staff blaring away inside. And about ten oiclock when someone notices that page two has seventeen inches of unused space and the last three Polaroid pictures that didnlt come out didnlt because there was no film in the camera . . . someone makes an Olympian dash for late passes, they all have their fifth cup of coffee, and the newspapers still appear in everyonels post office box every Friday night after dinner. Only people like Roz or Wendy 7 or Helene or J oanne have been able to L y b ,. m explain to me how it happens. Despite . . what some kids seem to think, it isnlt a GADFLY. Clockwme: N. Rosm; C. Krochak: P. Kempf; P. Gaumer: V. Aaron; T. . . Smith; K. Payette. miracleaitls a heck of a lot of work and as a member of the Gadlly stall Illl vouch for them. Every Monday night we have to Vie for table space with the Billboard layout staif at the same end of the snack bar. Potentially the situation is pretty confusing but so far the Billboard hasnlt accidentally published the Gadily or vice versa. Its a testimony to artistic discipline of some sort. To an outsider the whole scene is beyond understanding. The Gadily staff sits around the table and at irregular intervals everyone raises her hand. Sometimes this means that we all want coffee but more often it means that welve accepted another poem or short story for publication. On those Mondays before the Tuesdays when I have three writtens I think thank god this goes on only for the first two months of each semester. But when the deadline has been met, when there is nothing left to do with the magazine except wait for it BILLBOARD. N. Kyte; J. Alber; M. L. Pohl; E. Felton; M. Taxis: M. Behler: M. to be printed, I miss the mad effort. Baum; G. Steimle; D. Dunn; J. Young. 97 Editor Assistant Editor Literary Editor Assistant Literary Editor Technical Editor Assistant Technical Editor ' Business Manager Assistant Business Manager Photographers Karen Stentz Kim Payette Mandy Rudowsky Nancy Rosin Judy Coleman Hope Maruchi Pat Mooney Cheryl Ewing B. J . Mills Sue Weber Kathy Kirk Wiiiwthuhi? Wu H 99 But the inner circle of the paper wasters this year-as every year-was a group of masochistic juniors with verbal diarrhea and not enough to do with the free time they already didnlt have to do with. Ilm the result. They were an anonymous group known to each other as the Con staff who met regularly in off- moments to piece together the anonymous me, complete with pictures and ads that would all be so REAL in the end that I, too, would seem to have a perforated claim to identity that could be bent, spindled, mutilated, what-have- youed but never ever replaced. They thrived on harrowing experiences tclichel, ruined Christmases, day-before- exams deadlines, most anything that would cure them of the disease of thinking like me, and pretending they werenlt on the staff during all the above situations. By J anuary they could disappear behind newspapers or even the smallest of items. But despite all conscious tas opposed to subconsciousl protestations to the contrary tquite a high-Hown phrase for mel, I think they were all rather close to the me theyld burped up, even if theytd only admit it in the privacy of showers or other one-man meetings. Oh, together we had such a full year. Oh, Mother tried to steer me away from the pencil and paper habit. I had piano lessons for eight years and organ lessons for four years and voice lessons for two years and there are all sorts of outlets for the same at Wilson but I donlt BELONG. Theylre better for it, I suppose. Take the choir. Good Group. Extra special proficient at singing Amens, strings of ,em all in a row. They come back to school a week early and steal all the best furniture on the hall; they get first choice at mixers following inter-collegiate choral affairs; theylre the last ones in and the first ones to leave the chapel; and whatls more, theylre right fine singers and get to wear long, black, feminine things while theylre doing it. Unfortunately they have to rehearse. Often. The Choral Clubls the clever crew; they donlt have to work QUITE so hard, but they get all the goodies just the sameaThey join the choir for concerts and whatnot, and therefore get all the mixer privileges in the process. Those of us with high school hang- overs joined this yearls attempt at an all girls, marching band. That lasted with the fair weather, and unfortunately for the Evens, most of their ttnumbers happened to be melodies that the ODDS had lifted for their songs. Must be fate. . . . But underneath them all there,s the Music Club. They give me the word on local and incoming talent. They rub shoulders with the guests; they even touch their tea cups. They keep me supplied with expensive and impressive Christmas cards; they might let me join even if my claims at a musical bent were just good intentions and my roommateis Harry Belafonte record. Even if I did sound like Harry, which I donlt, I could never get into the Ten Tonesatheir standards are higher than Wilsonis. I did get up enough courage to try out. I thought that maybe they wanted someone with a Sutherland range in the group, which they did. But I sounded more like Robert Goulet when he was still selling neckties at Gimbelis. I donit mind. My roommateis a Ten Tone and she even lets me listen to the tape they made at the French House Christmas party where Mademoiselle adds her own accompaniment to ItGoini Home? .a CHOIR. First row: D. Barrows; L. Wolff; E. Howells; A. Heritage; M. Coste; S. Bliss; G. Pearce; S. Niver; K. Moe. Second row: S. Wells; N. Huntington; B. Johnson; R. Johnson; L. Lawrence; N. Barron; M. L. Baldwin; S. Reinhard; D. Beck; C. Gemmel; M. J. Zukoski; Mrs. D. Smith. Third row: L. Roseman; G. Huber; S. Engle; S. Home; J. Irish; J. Everhart; A. Swartz; J. Terry. Fourth row: A. Cranston; L. Godwin; B. Hake; E. Haardt; C. Sherwood; M. Rowland; R. Ralton. - an L MUSIC CLUB. First row: P. Ulinski; E. Howells; L. Lee. Second row: L. Zolad; P. Klingensmith; A. Swartz. Third row: G. Pearce; C. Tweddle; D. Loiselle; S. Engle; S. Seclye. TEN TONES. First row: R. Sullivan; C. Greenawalt; C. Williams. Second row: S. Hess; B. Wagner; C. Carlson; J. Bell. Third row: J. Milliken; S. Hake; E. DeMunn; J. Blackburn; J. Keiser; B. Johnson. u x CHORAL CLUB. Seated: J. Creighton. Standing: C. P. McFadden; P. Schenck; T. Bennett; J. Bancroft; E. Warner; L. Bates; C. Greenawalt: S. Lesson; M. J. Bare; Felton; T. Larson; K. Van Brakle. 0 Father Tiber, run softly through Mother Rome. Where are your children, my classic one, offshoots and vulgar tongues, where have they gone? Turn around and its Spanish; turn around and itls French; look in the mirror and la dee da 1a . . . turn Belafonte off, blockhead troommatey Sorta got carried away there, didnlt I? But how the babies have changed, big girls nowein high school it was cool to say yo amo te even if you didnlt. But NOWe-French Club, Spanish Club, German Club, Classics Club a la Wilson . . . Oh give me a word, a rule, and look out, world, this is POWER, this is TRUTH. Well . . . All of a sudden I know how to say all the right things in my other language, like I wish you would buy your own toothpaste and jingle bells in Latine-itis so very onomatopoetic. Meanwhile who is for Christmas carols? ls Madame going to come? Is Herr going to lead his one man, forty girl and quite overwhelming choir? Is sweet baby J esu maybe cringing somewhere somewhere? Never. Christmas comes but once a year; let us rejoice and be glad in it. We will ruin our gloves with those drippy candles and will always say no when the people come out to invite us in. Also there are some movies; Maurice as Mr. Whimsy of 1920; who wants him? We want him, to end the year in the black tas opposed to the redl, thatls why, so come and bring your mates. Come or you won,t know the answer to the question about it on the linal exam . . . Then SPRING comes and therelre French House porches and Spanish House porches and the German ladies have red carpets and Herr Kellinger and Herr Novak and Herr J aeger and who could ever ask for more? Or have some honey, honey, come out to our Maybooth doesweet Grecian honey all wrapped up in cake; and bookplates are back in this year, you know. We canit let la posada, si, la posada, n0, girls outdo us in PEP, but they always do. his ever so much FUN, especially when you go home for the summer and tell Mother you just can,t think of the right word in ENGLISH. GERMAN CLUB. First row: B. McAdoo; T. Lehmann; R. Muller; A. Swartz. Second row: I. Gaydosh; B. Kenworthy; J. Guise; J. Bumgardner; K. Hansel; C. Pelle. Third row: A. Henninger; M. Brasuell; J. Tubaugh; M. J. Bare; S. de Neergaard; C. Hardy. FRENCH CLUB. First row: I. Stratton; M. Beer; B. Gaston; D. Beck; B. Husted; P. Barker; S. Gallagher. Second row: J. Marton; C. Krochak; G. Vail; B. Reading; P. Brooks; C. Norris. Third row: E. Felton; K. Stentz; G. Huber; C. Rex. Fourth row: J. Young; E. Zimmerman; M. Taxis; L. Robinson; P. Baroudi; L. Aikens. CLASSICS CLUB. First row: S. Wells; N. Caquatto; A. J. Gallagher; J. Draper. Third row: M. Zarfos; B. Gas- Palmer; C. Sherwood; J. Tubaugh; S. Miller. Second ton; S. Weber; B. Dollar; M. Booth; L. Semkus; S. Col- row: J. Kascal; S. Hanley; M. Stoddard; J. McCormick; 1ins;C. Stone; C. Ford; M. Williams; K. Dilonardo. SPANISH CLUB. First row: R. Saint; L. Gutekunst; M. Fluornoy. Second row: L. Schultz; J. Puskas; M. L. Baldwin; S. Reinhard; J. Kristoff; J. Shallcross; N. Barron. Third row: L. Godwin; J. Nadolski; P. Jurasinski; G. Ebanks; M. Woods; Miss P. Kauffman; Miss M. Lewis. w isi mIIlI SOCIOLOGY CLUB. First row: L. Gaul; J. Bell; M. N. Holbrook. Third row: S. James; D. Haight; B. Paci- Garritt; P. Baldwin; P. Schenck. Second row: M. Scott; fico; S. Gibbs; K. Kirk; P. Mensel; P. Barker; A. Scholl; I. Pettit; E. DeMunn; R. Ralton; M. Atwood; B. Dollar; J. Hess. SCIENCE CLUB. First row: G. Kent; A. Faust; R. Scheufele; N. Renshaw. Second row: L. Roseman; S. Hess; S. Rowland; P. Dischinger; N. Kyte. Third row: M. Munnikhuysen; M. J. Rankin; B. Tenney; D. Loretto; J. Frick; G. Sahler; P. Day. Fourth row: A. Henninger; J. Myers; M. Behr; P. McFadden. 104 RADIO CLUB. B. Rippen; I. Pettit; P. Mooney; T. Larson; M. Garritt. The Sociology Club is one of those subjects upon which, being relatively intelligent, I should be able to digress but can not, although not because I am stupid. Itts because I am a member and as most non-members must have realized by now the club is rather a Secret. I am allowed to talk about our guest speakers and held trips but the initiation is one of those topics which one just does not bring up in polite society. Suffice it to say that on a certain weekend when everyone thought that the Ku Klux Klan and the Migrant Workers of America were having a meeting here they werenlt;Soc Club was. The Science Club isnlt much better. Their meetings are all very open but when I went to one I had the feeling that the speaker was talking in secret code. Later I was informed that she had given a lecture on worms but only Science Club members seemed to realize that at the time. There is one aspect of the club that I do understandathey sponsor turtle races on May Day. The Radio Club isnit really as secretive as the Soc and Sci clubs. The reason why no one has heard about it this year is because it has been out of commission. The members discovered it was very diflicult to broadcast with a transmitter that doesnlt transmit clearly to any areas outside of a ten foot radius of Warheld. IRC. First row: L. Serdarian; N. Barron; J. Nadolski; J. Longacre. Second row: S. Scott; D. Kirkpatrick; P. Jones; S. Niver; M. Ely; C. Stone; S. Schwartz. Third row: C. Paynter; N. Palmer; K. McIntyre; S. Brooks; H. Lawrence; G. Pearce; L. Zolad; M. Warke. YOUNG REPUBLICANS. First row: M. Peel; A. Brown; N. Caquatto; J. Guise; J. Gaydosh; R. Adams. Second row: K. Wolfinger; M. Ely; B. Kenworthy; C. Jones; C. Stone; P. Greiss. The initial fetish drove me insane the first few weeks of freshman year. Everything looked like abbreviated . Yiddish until I became involved in a few activities, NSA is the National Student Association and is not to be confused with the national group that launches rockets. IRC is the International Relations Club. Both organizations are concerned with bringing to the campus national and international issues twhich do not include fraternity partiesl and with providing opportunities to discuss such matters with students from other schools. NSA always has a table full of information somewhere in the school and has been responsible for student-faculty discussions of everything from the NSA stand on Vietnam to that of Walter J udd which is what I call covering the political spectrum. IRC makes occasional trips to Washington to visit THE POWERS or at least their hangouts. Someday I think these two groups are going to get together and jointly publish a bookaOne Thousand Cheap Ways To Go To Europe. YR stands for Young Republicans and I hesitate to say anything about them because of a certain experience I had one night at a mixer where I found out, after I had criticized Goldwater for two hours, that my date was president of the YR at F8LM. Anyway at least I donlt have much to lose when I do that sort of thing in front of a Wilson Young Republican. The normal member here tand they are all normal despite their political afliliationl is concerned with helping out the Republican cause during elections and gaining a better understanding of the Republican Partyls philosophy in all areas of politics. The parenthetical statement above is a paid political announcement, paid for by YDathe Young Democrats. Their activities and purposes are about the same as that of the Young Republicans with the exception of the party difference. Because this was not a major election year the two groups have been less active than in former times, but then the US. Congress seems to be in the same position itself. Being a member of Silver Key is great because it gives me a chance to talk to people from the Outside and it gives me more money for cigarettes. Naturally in this school I run into a few problems like trying to find a clean room to show to the prospective or trying to entertain her ten year old brother who only wants to see the gym and the ments room. And of course I never let the tour get near any sophomores. Sometimes the route I take is downright devious but I always end up by taking the poor girl to the snack bar where I sit with someone who is ecstatically happy because she just got an A on a paper or a free cut. I guess that,s one of the reasons why I usually see the prospective among the incoming freshmen the following year. Its a rewarding experience teven though I do complain about it all the timel to know that maybe Ilm helping to form someonels future that way and I feel the same sense of satisfaction working with the Social Service Associationeeven more so because I have a chance to help kids that no one has bothered to help before. I took sixteen kids in one station wagon to a rodeo once which was admittedly nerve-wracking. When I got back to school I swore I was going to quit. But when my little brother from town walked all the way to school the night before Christmas vacation to give me a present I knew I would never quit. I still get despondent over all the work that is involved at timesain fact really overwhelmed. When I walk past the bulletin boards full of Painte Shoppeis Bigge Bigge blazoning I feel as though there are too many things to do. Last night I even dreamed of a row of Painte Shoppe posters telling me where to go. SILVER KEY OFFICERS. L. Forbes; J. Nadolski; K. Stentz. PAINTE SHOPPE. First row: T. Smith; B. Barker; C. Bush; P. Gaumer. Second row: C. Williams; C. Cavallo; G. Vail; V. Aaron; D. Jennings. S.S.A. CABINET. First row: N. Holbrook; B. Barker; P. Baldwin; M. Liet- man; N. Schenck; C. Ewing. Second row: A. Scholl; D. Vitez; E. Hulsizer; M. Brasuell; M. Atwood. 109 If you want religion there are ways and ways of getting it. Even if you dontt want religion you get it anywayewe still have compulsory chapel. The Chapel Committee works very hard choosing the hymns, scriptures, and service forms which we find on our programs every Wednesday morning. Once in a while they ask KP for helpethen nobody cuts chapel. The Assembly Committee goes through a similar process to plan the more secular Thursday programs but their workload has been reduced somewhat by the inclusion of CGA meetings in the assembly program. The YWCA offers so wide a variety of programs that I can,t really decide what the major purpose of the organization is. I do know that there are quite a few Chambersburg kids very thankful for its tutoring program in helping them through school. And my own room is furnished in Early Y because ITve gone to the Y Furniture Sale for three years in a row. r31 CHAPEL COMMITTEE. I. Pettit; J. Coleman; L. Baker; I. Alber; L. Wolff; J. Emler. ASSEMBLY COMMITTEE. C. Hench; C. Norris; B. Wheeler. 110 Y.W.C.A. CABINET. First row: N. Young; A. Brown; S. Weber; H. Maruchi. Second row: J. Alber; S. Sloan; J. Coleman; M. L. Pohl; C. Shaffer. 111 The Outing Club advocates good ltcleanll fun although I for one wonder about this cleanliness bit. Have you ever seen the members of this club come back from a camping trip? They look like the beginning of an ad for All detergent. But whether its clean or not the club obviously has its advantages. Almost every menls college in the East has an Outing Club and Wilsonls club quite frequently participates in weekend events with them. There is a great need for this organization because while most of us are climbing the walls the members of Outing Club take out their anxieties on mountains. However, if you donlt feel like going to Lake Placid just to let loose you can always join the Athletic Association and pound around the gym for a few hours every week. Being a member of AA has turned me into a good sportellve learned to overlook the ilunder the breathll comments my fellow jocks make and theylve learned to do the same for me. Whoever learns to do this best and also plays well wins the Pentathlon Award. 1' OUTING CLUB. First row: L. Lefferts; L. Zuryk: J. Gallagher; S. Bliss; N. Brownell; J. Young; S. Deacon; S. Cocker. Second row: J. Frick; S. Ort: B. Husted; B. Reading. AA CABINET. First row: K. Gogolin; J. Dove; C. Warner. Second row: A. Ciacci; M. Behr; N. Edwards; K. Kirk. wk m. AA COUNCIL. First row: B. Kersey; M. Garritt; P. Peard; S. Fowler; B. Patterson; L. Roseman: B. McMillan. Second row: P. Brooks; N. Edwards; A. Henninger: S. Fahlund. 113 l yell and scream a lot, but I think Itll play class hockey even when Fm a Senior and donIt have to. It takes a while to get up the energy to bend over to tie my shoes on, but once Pm outside lIm happy about it. When IIm out there its just me, the world, my stick, my bow and arrows, my racket, my canoe and Byron and Michelangelo and Einstein can sit back in my room unless they care to come along on my terms. Who said I wasnIt aggressive? Itts fun when I cry because wetve lost a hockey game, and more fun when I cry harder because we,ve won. I write home to Mother when I make a goalawhich is next to neveraand every time I play tennis 1 write to Daddo because heIs that way about tennis. My glasses fell off in a hockey game once and I stepped on them and smashed them, but I didn,t mind because it was snowing and I was out in it and we were all being sassy to Miss Boyd because she was rooting for the Seniors as she always does, although thattll be us next year. Then Thanksgiving came and I had to think of indoor winter things to do. 114 115 The big question was whether or not basketball would give me fat knuckles. I like swimming a lot but I have a tendency to catch colds and can be conceited about my hair so I had to eliminate that too. Notice ALL WILSON teams never even enter into personal consideration-I can be realistic. Fencing was out because I turned around and ran the other way the first time I had to face someone in class last year, and I mentioned my appearance in a leotard once before so modern dance was also eliminated. There was still volleyball, badminton, gymnastics and folk dancing, but I took Movement for the Theatre because it had such a horribly impressive title. Ta Ta. Unfortunately, I still had to work thardl for my credits. 117 Then Spring came and I wouldlve done anything, absolutely anything, to be out in it. There was archery, canoeing, tennis, lacrosse and softball, and weren,t they all just wonderful things to do? There was nothing different about the old song and dance about skill, precision and teamwork, but this time I was preaching it too. Daddo got llI played tennis todayll letters daily, and even the Evens could win now and then if they did it nicely. We all played games until dark, which came later and later every day, and every Saturday night we wondered what the consequences would be for sealing the locked fences onto the tennis courts on Sunday mornings. Wilson was Spring and sports and fair weather and lots of other nice things. Like picnics, maybe. And mostly tennis, lacrosse and softball, I guess. a m1! W ' mwbm' , x :3 '- Vt mmmmmy. , a. mu... MV9 Wa'vhwvm?m-llo'wmwimmm. 119 120 CLASS OFFICERS. First row: N. Calahan, President. Second row: B. Pacifieo, Vice President; B. Kenworthy, Treasurer; J. Bogert, Secretary. CANDLE CLUB. First row: B. Hutchinson; A. L. Bain; J. Comber. Second row: N. Calahan; J. Bishop; H. Halliday; E. Dorman; J. Appleyard; C. Stone. 121 The first week of school I was walking back from Warheld with El Dorman when a Freshman bounded up and asked her what language placement test shetd just taken. El said she hadnit taken one and the Freshman skipped off thinking E1 was a bright kid since sheld received a language exemption and all. A couple of days later the same Freshman asked ttSophomorestl Halliday and Appleyard to sign her name card but skipped Hutchinson because she didnlt look like an officer of an organization. Theoretically speaking, the Seniors are on the top of the pile. Everyone can pick them out on sight and sound, if only by their Wilson rings which the Freshmen usually mistake for Navajo Indian creations. But the view from the top must be magnificent-close enough to make a countdown and old enough to go downa town drinking. Unfortunately, though the Sophomores still think the Seniors are Juniors, and the Freshmen think they,re any number of things, and I still see them as overgrown Sophomores. Met them that way. Thatls why all those more colorful things happen to them just before Christmas that their gremlins swear they didnlt do. After a while, though, theylre easy to pick out. TheyIre a little giddier than everyone else at ten P.M. snackie gatherings; they appreciate the drills a little more than everyone else; and some are foolhardy enough to go through what gives them private carrells in the library. I sympathize quietly because if Ilm to treat them like Sophomores I cant let them know I care. They have compensations, though. They have the front row seats in Thompson, and the important part is that theytre the f1rst ones out. Now and then one of them gets married some fine Saturday after F riday classes, or pulls a Harriet and takes off for a Thursday through Tuesday weekend. Seminar is Wednesday. Back for Wednesdays. Having our cake and eating it too. Others never seem to leave those private carrells in the library during Thursday through Tuesday weekends. Out for seminar. Meals too, maybe. UifWWK First row: S. Niver. Second row: N. Edwards; S. Wells; H. Heis- sler. Third row: M. Ely; J. Guise; B. Kenworthy; P. Brooks. $2 Clockwise: S. James; M. Behr; J. Stratton; C. Rex; P. Dischinger; L. Thomason; J. Myers; S. Gibbs; F. Kell; J. Milliken; R. Ralton; E. Howells; P. Guild; E. Haardt. First row: W. Dickinson; K. Gallagher; J. Gaydosh; P.Greiss; P. McCready. Second row: D. Jones; C. Gemmel; P. Francis; A. Swartz; C. Stone. First row: M. Atwood; L. Gaul; M. Scott. Second row: B. Dollar; B. Farber; N. Holbrook. 123 Still others are plagued by morning sickness 010, nol coming from daily traumas over what the mailman may bring from what grad school or employment agency, or from realizations that all that glitters is on someone elsels finger. The contented are just going to retire on Daddo for the next year or two. But the worst blow comes, I hear, when youlre passed over because so and so thinks your blasted candle club pin claims you for some fraternity, or when a Freshman on an otherwise sunny spring day still thinks youlre a Sophomore, even though you are president of one thing or another. But Miss Boyd knows theylre Seniors, and the professors in respective major flelds know too, even if they may like to think otherwise now and then. Pm just a Junior, and Miss McCrosson said sheld change her field if I didn,t change mine. Anyway, after the 66 gangls flrst rendition of ttEvolution,l at the all- college picnic last spring which prompted that student-faculty watermelon rind fight, I realized that this yearts Senior class might be a little different. They do have Patty J obling, you know, not to mention a few others. But theylre as normally abnormal as all the other Senior classes around, although I must say that theyire still the best Sophomore class Pve seen yet. Yet, they have the traditionally funny discussions about what I shouldive but didnit major in, and the usual shortage of supporters for singing tiEvolutionf, and the longest papers to write, and the smallest class, and the inevitable edge over everyone else, even though security is not being a Senior. Oh CHARLIE, tthatls my catchall word for the moment, replacing all those other words Pm not supposed to use like lord and others in the same or opposite realmt, 111 have to be a Senior when they leave. I suppose Iill miss them quite a bit and they might even miss me too, in off moments. Wednesdays, maybe. Mast: t First row: B. Pacifico; P. McGinty; D. Haight. Second row: N. Calahan; S. Hewitt. P. Barker; S. Arnsdorf; L. Aikens; K. Zalla. 124 First row: E. Strodach; S. Ross; L. Serdarian. Second row: N. Barron; J. Nadolski. Third row: M. J. Bare. First row: J. Hess; J. Comber; E. Dorman; H. Halliday; J. Kusch. Second row: A. L. Bain; R. Muskat. 125 CLASS OFFICERS. First row: A. Henninger, Vice President; C. Sachs, President. Second row: S. Home, Secretary; J. Foster, Treasurer. 127 Sophomore year ought to be abolished from the school calendar or the American education system. It runs in a cycle of depressionaexultation and in such a perfect pattern that the whole process seems pre-ordained, fated, and a perfect proof of determinism. When youire down, youtre down and nothing could interest you more than feeling as though youire not interested in anything. But instead of dividing your time between studying and introspection you suddenly realize that you have signed your name on every club membership list in the school so you divide your time between meetings and introspection, and by February even forego the meetings. Friends offer to take you for rides, buy you coffee, give you a years free supply of Dexadrineaanything to end the despondency. People who sit around your room reading Good Old Charlie Brown to cheer you up make you positively ill. Inside you feel thoroughly convinced that you are Charlie Brown. The only literature that interests you are poems about death by any author. One of the few classes that you bother to attend is philosophy and after the professor muses for a whole hour on the subject of American education, even that class becomes unbearable. You turn your back on Silver Key tours or deliberately burst into tears when a prospective says she likes Wilson. You feel as though your life is a mechanical toy. Putting it together is so easy even a child can do it but unfortunately someone has misplaced the directions. Then miraculously the mood makes an abrupt change. You are so happy that you feel embarrassed, you wonder whether people think you are on drugs you seem so euphoric. Your future seems to be so promising that you can barely stand to wait for it to happen. You start to go to meals again and in between meals you sit in the snack bar smiling at absolutely anybody. Any poem by e. e. cummings is worthy of memorization and the minute the wind starts blowing you hitchhike to Fayetteville and run up and down the golf course until the sun sets. I cant remember exactly how long this feeling lasts-sophomore year seems quite hazy nowabut I believe I returned to a state of depression the afternoon I discovered that Wilson didnlt give credit for running around on golf courses. Well, anyway, the second depression makes the first one look like a slight incline. You are much more rational the second time aroundathe feeling of mild hysteria has been replaced by very cold cynicism. You realize that your marks are so low that you Will be unable to transfer OR stay at Wilson but such a realization affords you a grim feeling of relief because you will no longer have to be a part of COLLEGE life. After all, youlve always wanted to be a welfare case and you donlt need a degree for that. Your friends no longer cry when you tell them that youlre not returning to Wilson for your junior yearathey have all decided that they aren,t either. One hundred and , , twenty of you are going to share an l ' , ' - t t apartment in New York City for the First row: C. Francisco; K. Gogolin; S. Hake; A. Coulter; J. Blood. Second row: M. summer and leave for Europe in the fall. Martin; L. Lawson; G. Sahler: L. Forbes. Back row: L. Zuryk; S. Ort; J. Gallagher. Front row: J. Young; B. Schabacker; S. Hess; P. Kempf. - Ix m1; .5 ' 3' I I airtigxs g First row: J. Purdy; 'M. Taxis; J. Puskas. Second row: D. Huminik; M. L. Pohl. Third row: N. Schenck; E. Felton; S. Kothe; K. Van Brakle. Fourth row: J. Draper; C. Greenawalt; N. Radosh. 128 First row: P. Cochrane; K. Moe; P. Baroudi; G. Steimle; E. Zimmerman; P. Day; K. McIntyre. Second row: J. Marton; M. Kidd; A. Henninger. Sitting: K. White; J. Irish; J. Dowd; V. Aaron; A. Vansant; T. Bennett. Kneeling: A. Rossin; J. Keiser; P. Hoberg. Standing: L. Hewitt; V. Hazmuka; B. Hartzell; J. Inabnet: M Magnuson; M. Centanni; C. Stoner; D. Dunn. 129 First row: I. Grafton; A. Cranston. Second row: J. Van B. Hake. Third row: G. Weber; A. Gale; H. Lawrence; Meter; J. Foster; S. Deacon; S. Miller; M. Handsman; S. Beard; K. Keenan; A. Heritage; S. Frith; B. Dugan. First row: M. Beer; S. Miller; A. Fisher. Second row: K. Hawley; B. Wagner; C. Carlson; B. Braund. Third row: D. Jennings; C. Kreusser; C. Shaffer; P. Chaffln. First row: S. Fahlund; B. Patterson; D. Vitez. Second row: C. Gundel; L. Shrader. Third row: S. Hanley; E. Hough. Fourth row: P. Jones; P. Reiche. Fifth row: B. Anno; J. Emler; M. Zar- fos. Sixth row: A. DeNormandie; P. Peard; K. Schultz; N. Miller. First row: L. Gutekunst; S. Rowland; L. Roseman; J. Parsons. Second row: M. Flour- noy; S. Safavi; L. Moghadam: B. Johnson; J. Duncan: M. Warke; S. Fugate: A. Palmer: S. Bliss. First row: M. Behler; S. Home; A. Ciacci; J. Mooney; C. McFar- land; J. Sollenberger; M. A. Rowland. Second row: M. Elder; S. Herting. Knox; T. Smith; G. Colwell. 131 Then comes a class meeting and Miss Clark is standing there telling you it is time to select a major, and suddenly you want a major more than anything else in the world, so you go to your room and you choose one. It doesnlt really matter whether its something you like just as long as it sounds definite when you talk to the head of the department about it. The minute you have done this you feel as though you are at Wilson again and whatever the consequences you are going to stay. The year seems as though it is never going to end which is what you want it to do so that another new year can begin. But June hnally arrives and you have a hard time packing because you donlt know whether to take all your books home or leave them all there for junior year. You finally pack half of them and then go downstairs to see some seniors for the last time. You hope that you will be as mature in two years as they suddenly seem. And then you go outside and stand on the esplanade, waving goodbye with this excited calm inside, feeling like the Declaration of Independence without the Constitution. L. Robinson; P. Cordwell; J. Crawford; J. Folberth; K. Kramer; M. Freshman year is quite possibly the only time in any girlls life, providing, of course, that she goes to college, when a girl can simply be everything that she shouldnt be and be excused by everyone around her. If she does it with style she may even be called a leader. It is the beginning of a four year stretch that not even a lifer at Sing Sing could comprehendeSing Sing doesnlt have mixers and Big Sisters and writtens ad infinitum throughout the day and halfway into every night. It all begins so innocently in high school when you have your eye on five different colleges and applications are something that you mail in and out of your life telling how' you get straight Ais, have a lot of potential, and hoe marijuana when youire not driving sports cars which is, as I recall, my main hobby according to the record. And then in September there you are on the campus you read all about in Lovejoyis, maybe even visited, and whether or not it was your first choice or your parents first choice it is suddenly home for what in September looks like forever. The first night I spent at Wilson I put all my roommatefs furniture in the bathroom, tried to be cool in front of my Big Sister, read two chapters of The Marriage Art because it seemed in my eyes to give me stature of some sort, and sat on the stairs in Prentis hoping no one would come up the back way and see me crying. I guess everyone has their first night but once itis over, the battle is not, as the saying goes, won but it is rather just beginning. There are usually several more first nights scattered throughout the year along with everything else that you try to schedule or at least write down for posterity in letters homeward bound for mother. CLASS OFFICERS. First row: C. Sandford, President; D. Kirkpatrick, Vice President. Second row: M. Clark, Treasurer; J . Myers, Secretary. 133 .i. x First row: M. Clark; L. Doebler; J. Wren; J. Wilson. Second row: I. First row: S. Jackson; N. Kyte; C. Shaw; P. Marek; J. Myers; B. Elder; K. Hovis; A. Hopkins; E. McCandless; S. Jackson; G. Muehl- Sheppard; B. Bell; K. Ames; E. Good. Second row: N. Williams; D. hauser. Reverand; J. Kimball; L. Scheuing; M. Peel; B. Wentz; C. Chivvis. 4 First row: D. Greenwell; N. Colehower. Second row: C. Straight; L. Guerrant, J. Kristoff. AF; , ,, , w First row: M. Feilke; C. Grove; S. Franklin; P. Barnett; J. Hannum; M. J. Fischer; C. Long. Second row: E. Haeussler; P. Hicks; H. MacDonald; M. Baum; J. Chamberlain; A. Patterson; M. Whitehead. E. Woodbridge; S. Fairbanks; J. Baucino; M. Walsh; P. Syme; B. Morse; H. Loomis; B. Farber; K. Pehrson; S. Hamilton; C. Mengel; B. Lawser; M. Stevens; C. Smillie; M. Krieger; K. Downey; J . Shallcross; S. Kopenhaver. First row: J. Probasco; P. McEver. Second row: R. Barker; J. Tanger; L. Farns- worth; R. Saint; L. Schultz; L. Loehmann; C. Goidich; J. Bertolette. 135 Freshman year is the time when the boy from back home with whom you have gone steady since the eighth grade prom shows up unexpectedly and you hate him even though he is in college because he isnit a MAN like the men you saw at the first mixera-his college is somewhere in the corner of Ohio where he is obviously never going to mature or own a fraternity pin. And who else but a freshman would approach the academic life with such wild enthusiasm, swearing that tlmarks donit matter-all I want to do is learnti and trying not to use up all her class cuts because fifteen seems like so many classes to miss in just one semester. Who else would either lock herself in her room for two weeks to study for a written or else begin to look over the material while walking down the sidewalk on the way to Warfield chock full of No-Doz and feeling vaguely like the hebephrenic Mrs. Anderson was talking about in lab. Freshman year is the only year when your professors donit know you well enough to notice that you sent a substitute to class, when the upperclassmen donit know you well enough to appreciate your brilliance twhich youire always sure you possess even when you get straight Dlsl, and when the dean doesnt know you well enough to suggest that ,maybe a long rest and ten years of work might be more beneficial to you than a college education at Wilson. Freshman year is the year you faint in the smoker trying to look sophisticated by smoking a water pipe and two nights later pass out in the lobby trying to sign in on your house card after a fraternity party. It is the year to steal the Army recruiting posters in town, to raid the Scotland orchards with laundry bags, to catalogue the bars that serve seventeen-year olds, and to sit around in the rec room in pajamas talking to the night watchman. The first year at Wilson is the last time that you are naive, that you haventt either tried everything imaginable or else vicariously experienced it all in late night discussions with upperclassmen. It is the last year that you can go home and expect everyone to have tears in their eyes because they havent seen you for so long, that you can be Daddy,s little girl or for that matter anybodyis little girl. When freshman year ends so does being a child. Freyfogle; K. Howard; B. Woods. 32m it. i 3 ' - ; i , t L I W yd, rtyxwf- z A itim a First row: D. Nelson; D. White; C. Hood; S. Luccock; D. Gingrich; M. McDaniel; S. Dowler. Second row: D. Snyder; J. Gorhne; P. m , L G. Abrahamson; N. Boynton; J. McConnell; N. Koons; S. Hirsch- man; L. Fleming; J. Shotwell; S. Currie. 136 L , ickhiy f 15$ m. , . First row: R. Halstead; L. Petersen; C. Mikell; E. West; S. Lucas. . . . L W Second row: K. Carpenter; P. Stevens; J. Haynes; E. Ward; S. FU'S! row: E. Coe; N. led; B. Brmdley. Second row: W. Rosenthal; Veach. Third row: B. McAdoo; H. Kimball; D. Kirkpatrick; B. C' Sandford; 1' lefle. Beach; N. Brownell; M. Merchant; C. Steuerwald. First row: R. Grosnick; G. Torrans; M. Mirsch; M. Farley; D. Shay; S. Griffith; E. Vioni. Second row: C. Pollock; S. Eldredge; M. Manak; P. Arms; T. Jenkins; J. Bumgardner; D. Howell; C. Hall. First row: K. Tatman; S. Smiley; A. Smith. Second row: K. Hackman; N. J. Chatfield; M. Woods; N. Swinston. This is the climax for those of you looking for the climax. Its my special friends plus me. The important part isnlt being a Junior; itls being a sixty-sevener because last year we were Sophomores and wonderful then, too. But its special being a J unior, on the other hand, because we have little sisters, some of whom look just like us, like Laura and Ronnie, and because weive finished by now with most of the unwanted courses. If not we change our majors. We know all the professors by their first names behind their backs and I know all the sixty- seveners by their nicknames without thinking twice. Welve got the best class president going, the most obnoxious but most often heard class song, and well have the only Senior Stunt with a cast of thousands. J ane Appleyard even told me she,d like to be a sixty-sevener if it didnlt have something to do With postponing CLASS OFFICERS. C. Terry, Treasurer; L. Bates, Secretary; B. Rippen, Vice President; R. graduation. Yaghjian, President. mvwxwwewww.w J oyce and I first bumped into each other Giterallyl when we both grabbed for the same Bible reserve book freshman year. She won. Since then weive been on competing terms tin a friendly way, natchl about a sheol of a lot of things. Weive learned the bets from the kaphs, untwisted the Gilgamish myth, and straightened out the state of Christian ethics. She always wins. I think she has help from Thomas. The last time I saw Carole Ankeny she was standing dazedly in the middle of her room wondering where she had put her check-list-for-the-day. The check list was to make sure that she hadnlt misplaced anything and she couldn,t find it because sheid lost her glasses. At that, I was glad to see her at allethe next-to-last time Iid seen her, sheid been lost in the library for three days. Oh well. Its improvement. Last time she was lost in the Bio. lab. Anyway, while I was hunting for Carole someone asked me to find Linda Baker too. I did. Only thing was: wrong Linda Baker! I found out there are two on campus. OURS is Linda Lee and is the brown-eyed pixie. Once I got this straightened out, ltwasnlt any trouble to find her. She was in bedewith all three of her teddybearsarecovering from last nights grand attempt at studying. Usually shels only TOO ready to talk to anyoneebut this timeewell, I tried to give her the message, but she only opened one eye, muttered PHOUNK! and rolled over. Mary Lud always has a DATE, even on the weekends before the Mondays with twelve papers due. She never sleeps at night, but tries to catch up during the dayeI watch her try in two of my classes. Last year she pulled so many all- nighters that she was too tired to walk downstairs. I donlt know where she gets all the energy, but she still has enough left over to do a snake dance every once in awhile. I used to think that I lived in my own little world until I met Pam. She spends more time in her world than I do in mine. It if werenlt for her the Nassoons might never have made it to Wilson. She helped talk them into it, but of course, that was before she transferred from Princeton to Yale. On those days when she is at Wilson, shels usually in the F ine Arts studio throwing clay at her current project. Joan is normally somewhat quiet; but when she does open her mouth, itls often to sing. I usually go to Christmas vespers to see the candles but this year I went more to hear her solo. We even have something in common tno, not a beautiful voioel we both wear sneakers. She also possesses a large collection of M ARY LUDWELL B ALDWIN knee socks I guess because shels always wearing a different color. Whenever I see her, she looks like she has been outdoors all afternoon. Bev is the leading member of the Downtown Crowd and has even managed to paint a wall mural in one of Chambersburgls Foremost Establishments. Besides being a good painter, she is also a sculptor, dog trainer, and owner of the schools best collection of 45 r.p.m. records. Her room always sounds like it has a live-piece band and overcrowded mixer going on in it. I think she wanted a single because it has a bigger dance iloor. JOAN CLAIRE BANCROFT Lynne would no doubt have hung around with Bach in another century. Having been born now, she tries to stay as close to him as possible. A super- femme type of individual, she claims that sheis very quiet but I live below heraI know. And when shels mad . . . well, I thought she was going to attack a rabbi in Ed. class one day. She spends innumerable hours in the Alumnae parlor talking about how she ought to be studying. Beater is the Farmerls daughter from Vermont who came to Wilson fresh from a high school graduating class of seventeen. Thatis almost as large as her own family. If you donlt count the other thirteen kids, shets an only child. The dining room would be boring if she werenit there every day playing maitre d, and her dorm would be equally boring if she werenlt there every day playing gin. I like to read her mail-geology interests me. J an is the only girl at Wilson who owns a stereo that sings along with her. tThey sound very good togetherl. She livens up the Ten Tone rehearsals occasionally by catching her feet in the hem of her skirtawhile leaping over a chair naturally. She also heard a voice in the snack bar one morning that no one else could hear. I thought that it was God but it turned out to be a bug. J can is another Ten Tone, the one with the plaid cap who looks just like Ben. She has a permanent membership in the Quarry Crowd and the Home Away From Home, not to mention a reserved seat in the snack bar. On weekends she hibernates in an unoccupied single with a carton of Marlboros, two candy bars and a philosophy take-home written but by Sunday night usually ends up playing records and staring out the window. CAROLYNNE MAE BATES MARTHA JANE BEATI'IE JANIS NANCY BELL JEAN ANN BLACKBURN 14 JANET ADAMS BLOOD l47 Annie-Fanny was the very center of attention first semester when she went sleding without the sled and injured the part of her name that follows the hyphen. When that was all better she played dress up and was Easter Bunny and Santa Claus and walked like a duck on the windowsill and elsewhere and twittled her hair except when she was dancing which was all the time except on the windowsill. She gave up twittling her hair for Lent, but everything else is the same. We eat ice cream together and talk about vultures and the good ole days. Some people just live in New England and others are REAL New Englanders. L. J., which means Little Janet, is the latter kind. L. J. is clean hair, sometimes even wet hair, naive and knowing and mittens and hair ribbons and ladybugs and the library and ready for a weekend date in half an hour if helll buy her an ice cream cone. There are always dates and always ice cream cones. Too many of the former; never TOO many of the latter. I met Alison in the library but who didnlt. Her talking habits arenlt affected by environment and neitherls her sense of funnies and neitherls her sense of when shels SAILING, actually or otherwise. So we sail off on a lament about history and papers and try to remember what Alison takes a bath with, and then she goes back to her room and sits up all night talking to her dogsaunreal ones like the sail boat is sometimes. That all makes sense to me, but I still havenlt figured out why she goes to classes fifteen minutes early. Jane is Jane Ellen when sheis not Jane, but its hard to say which comes when because thereis only a subtle difference. Sometimes I think Ilve got it all figured out. Shels composed and well-organized to the point where I look like not much by contrast; then she shatters the whole picture and me with a giggle and a listen to this Jane comment. Ilm not surprised easily; Jane surprises mea-she even works for Wilson all year round. Normals both very young and somewhat older at the same time. Freshman year she told me I shouldnit light a cigarette after drinking because I might explode. You see, Norma is all precision and order. Shelll clean my room if I leave it disorganized long enough, BUT she also has trouble distinguishing between signing in and out. The hardest part about an AB. degree for Norma, however, was the swimming test. Life with Pat Chase, historian, is an experience in experience. The state of twit can be contagious. P. C., Hawaiian, gets a cold the first day she sets foot on the wretched mainland; so P. C. abandoned cold C-burg and took off for Switzerland for warm Junior year abroad. P. C. reports back from Switzerland with magic marker on graph paper saying Paris is on the Rhine. Life with Pat Chase is never boring. When I feel like doing something worth comment I talk to Sue who talks me into abandoning my all to wallow in mud with the Outing Club and live never had more fun than the one time I had the nerve. Sue has more energy than she deserves and more enthusiasm than she needs and knows just how to do what. Everything else is appropriate. Sheis a biologist and corresponds with a geologist in Alaska. Yea, dirt! Judyls the nice lady who typed all this when I handed it in late. But she may be in jail when it all comes out because she lights with the Lancaster County Tax Collection Bureau because CHICAGO is elsewhere. Her roommate says J udy shakes during exams and has fat toes, but I know her as an ever so organized and sympathetic accepter of late work. Her middle name is Anne with an tell which means she has character. JANE ELLEN CAMPBELL NORMA MADELINE CAQUATTO ,g cm MSW cszmzckm n?gs'muue HONEY Wwwtw m At M IBU'V MW :14 r i1 1! V ,, I 1' f i PATRICIA ANNE CHASE SUSAN BREWSTER COCKER JUDITH ANNE COLEMAN 149 Kathy is one of my few friends who went to England to dig for skulls and varied the trip by spending the entire night in a bathroom in Glasgow. She is also about the only person in Wilson,s history who actually wanted a history major with an allied field in biology. t1 trembled when I declared my history major. Biology I donlt even want to talk aboutl. She stays up nights in typical Wilson fashion trying to think of new ways to earn money. Now that Dottie is a twenty-one year old WOMAN she feels that her life has to be revamped. Every night she makes new resolutions. She spends her days breaking them. No one else that I know , - of owns a ten thousand year old sharks 1 J ; w tooth given to her by a fish. And in :3 ' . . KATHLEEN LOU DILONARDO add1t1on to that rare treasure she has a private gallery of caricatures, a reserved seat in Automats all over the country, and a guaranteed welcome home at Deweyls in Philly. Dribby is a born actress who never gets totally off the stage. IIve watched her artistic development since freshman yeareshe started with a butterfly dance, moved on to an iguana act in Riddle parlor and this year became a ghost in ItThe Innocents? She has a finer collection of exam hats than my roommate and I put together and her purple, green and red fish net has not yet been equalled, not to mention her bottle collection. Ann is the best person in the world to get into an argument with if the argument has anything at all to do with international politics. She spent first semester on the OUTSIDE at Drew University along with Raggedy Ann. I see her every day at the end table, third floor of J ohn Stewart. I think Miss Hicks forgot to give Ann a room because she even has to sleep there. DOROTHY LOUISE DOLL PATRICIA ANNE DREIBELBIS ANN STERLING DUSSEAU T. 1me w vi NI; . .mm'v' F w.$.F .' 'v' ; i CHERYL LYNN EWING 153 I used to go to Freshman Chorus practice just to listen to Sue sing better than everyone else in our section; then they switched me to soprano so I quit. Welre Juniors now, though, and my musical interests have dwindled to good intentions and sues have gone all the way in the other direction. We talk in the john around brushing-the-teeth time about which one of us will be the greatest musician, maybe composer; but if desire and skill have anything to do with it Sue has no competition from me and not much from anyone else. Ild like to be an architect, too; but while Ilm dreaming in technicolor, Suels out giving time and concern and even has a brother who is six eleven and three quarters. I couldnlt resist saying that. Jane is feminine in all the right ways. Shels green eyes and a certain green skirt and sweater; shels yellow roses and polished shoes and everybodyls home away from home. J anelll retype twenty pages for someone else, outswap stories with anyone, out-crossword puzzle even Pity-Pat, and always seem right even if maybe she might not be for once but I can never tell. She even has nice color words for things like people who take lunches to work in paper bags. Shucks! My father would like a daughter like J ane. Cheryl is known as a cross between Tinker Bell, Grace Kelly and a Breck shampoo advertisement, usually concentrating on weekly flights to Never Never Land and knocking over ashtrays in the process. Tink has a problem with ashtrays. Now Cheryl as Cheryl is the supposed unsnowable type, but history has her down as the first to make a match IN the tree on center campus and report has her down as the sort to blush when she reads about it. I know her as variations on herself; after all, therels a world of difference between Tink and Grace. It has something to do with show and tell and hide and seek. Barbie commutes to Wilson from U. Va. and is always carting fellow classmates along with her to her home away from home. She and I are close friends because we both are irrational in the eight otclock logic class. tNeither of us ever really understood math beyond the second grade leveD. Her room is full of mobiles. Someday I expect to go to see her and discover that she has suspended her room by a piece of wire. Iive been going to Wanamakerts for the past five summers and every time IIve been there so has Lee. Shetll probably own it by the time we graduate. At school shets one of those English majors who cant stand Milton. SheIs forever wishing that she could have a car on campus. I think she wants one so that she can drive downtown every day to buy a new pair of shoes. ItIs too bad that she doesntt have more feet. Cindy watches television as if it were going to disappear from the American scene within the hour. Either that or she is swinging a tennis racket and looking like the whole Davis Cup team put together. By the middle of April she has a deeper tan than anyone else in the school. She also plays hockey and basketball which is why I diant. I hate looking inferior in front of crowds of people. BARBARA BIARD FALK CYNTHIA JANE FORD Suzette is one of the few students around here who ever has a study date. Her guy is a transfer student from F 85 M. She spends a lot of time in the library trying to be a librarian but I have not yet met a librarian who does an ape act like hers. I saw an old Greta Garbo movie the other night and live decided that they dubbed in Suzettels voice. She sounds more like Garbo than Greta. Marcie is Timils sister with the oversized Antarctic parka. She and Rip and Isabelle live in OUR TRIPLE but at least they give me bathroom privileges. For such a small person she can certainly be loudeshe leads the Te-awa-lay tTeolayD . . . well, anyways, it means Kill the Missionaries! in English tor maybe thatis in Frenchl. She also played Mademoiselle Megyer in the Freshman Skit. I guess thatls why I like Marcie so muchashe has a lot of courage. Betsy is OUR HEROeshe was the junior member of the College Bowl team. Its a good thing that I know she is intelligent because whenever I hear her reading Greek I think shes talking baby talk. She knows a wide selection of facts that she can probably put to good use someday at a cocktail party, and has a guy who buys all of her friends a drink but doesnlt know how to fix Austin- Healeys. Char wants to be a teacher but doesnt want to take anymore Ed. courses. Shels a haccid thinker who spends her spare moments writing to a military school in Virginia and sewing, sewing, sewing. Shels lost without a knitting needle. Thanks to her summer job, she has a choice collection of Chinese sayings, the kind that Confucius never put in writing. She also falls asleep in my room trying to write write-ups in an overly comfortable chair. Linda has steel nerves in my opinion-she can wait very calmly until the last minute to do anything and still do it better than I can. If they gave out Betty Crocker awards sheld get one for all of the cookies she bakes for her friends. And if the Spanish Civil War is ever reactivated Linda will be right there in the middle of the whole thing. Shels one of those long term residents of Spanish House. MARCIE GORDON 156 GARRITT HELEN SUZETTE GALLAGHER CHARON ANNE SARAH GODERWIS ELIZABETH HUTCHINSON GASTON LYNDA JOYCE GODWIN MARY MARGARET HENDRICKSON LL GRETCHEN MAY HUBER 0 U' h e i N A x I Cg GRETCHEN HEYER I see Dianne every morning tabout 4:00 A.MJ sitting around reading. Uusually shels engrossed in math or chemistry unless itls just one of those nightsathen shels engrossed in love comics. She oversleeps regularly and is almost always the last one in the bathroom before the bell rings. Of course, some mornings she gets up on time but just cant find her way through all the accumulated junk in her room. She hates to clean her room more than I hate to clean mine. Whenever anyone even mentions Janet about half the class turns green with envy or bursts into tears. Germany is, youlll have to admit, more intriguing than Wilson and PH bet that not one of her friends has ever asked whether Germany is a junior college. Hopefully shels not having any language difficulties. She used to have enough trouble just connecting Wilson talk with lthomell talk or whatever it was that she spoke so Huently. Margie won my steadfast admiration freshman year when I sat in the library for two hours watching her play tennis in about -10 degree weather. I had to leave I got so cold. Whenever I need to copy someonels notes I dont go to heraall her notebooks are tilled with the same word. We sit around in the snack bar talking about the word, complaining about eight olclocks and then talking about the word some more. I love to watch Gretchen go to dinner. She walks to the dining room four steps ahead of everyone else, sits down, and eats meat and meat and then a side dish of meat. I didnlt recognize her the night I saw her eating applesauce. I wish that I lived in her dorm because itls always the last one to close. The Men all say goodbye to their dates at 1:00 A.M. and then spend another hour saying goodbye to Gretchen. The other Gretchen in the class is really Gretchen but by now no one knows who youlre talking about unless you call her Gigi. Whenever I see her shels wearing long socks that wonlt stay up and singing. She continues to sing for at least two hours after the end of choir rehearsal and if it isnlt her own singing itls someone elsels. Her record player works harder than anything in this school. She goes to bed at night to the sound of Debussy and breaking ladders. Yeats wrote a poem once about the ttShy one, shy one, shy one of my heart? I love the poem. It reminds me of Emily. She is tlshy as a rabbit, helpful and shy 3i and I regard it as the biggest measure of my character that I didnit have the perception to get to know her Freshman year. That was my fault. Well, now I do. Thank goodness. Itis people like Emily who keep the world in its place and the snail on the thorn to quote somebody else I like. And the funny thing is: sheis not really shy; shes the type of supreme femininity I wish 1 could be. Pat characterized herself as ml he Average American Girlii once in a conversation with me. Ha-ha, I know shels not. Not all of us have baby sisters like hers. And not all of us have the cultivated talent for procrastination that she has. Oddly enough she always somehow pulls throughaand hereis the clincher-ahe always does it in meticulously beautiful handwriting. Like Pat Johns, Patty J urasinski always manages to keep her lovely sense of humour even when the deadlines are getting as close as they can get without being HERE. With Patty, though, its not so much procrastination as a passion for Bridge. ANYTIME is the time for bridge unless it is 10 olclock and then, promptly, it is time for bed. I wish I could be as sweet-tempered as some people I knowal have the feeling, however, that Patty takes all the frustrations out in art and the theatreaashe must. I guess making up a normally nice looking Wilson student into a greedy harridan or a terrifying ghost WOULD get rid of frustrations. EMILY ANN HULSIZER 160 PATRICIA ANNE JURASINSKI ANN KASCAL ELIZABETH LAWRENCE KERSEY Julie is usually at her best between 10:00 P.M. and 4:00 A.M. when she makes last minute attempts to write a paper or study for a written. Consequently shets at her worst between 10:00 A.M. and 4:00 P.M. tltm impossible to live with at those hoursl As a Greek major she occasionally has trouble hiding her Texas accent and always has trouble hiding her love for the state. If she isntt playing with a hamster shets out dodging traffic in Fearless Fordine. Pm forever chasing around after Betty to ask her for paper Clips which for some reason she always has in large quantities. Shets unmistakable in her green scarf and red earmuffs. Besides being a student she is also sort of a telephone operator. But primarily she bubbles cards tand after almost three years of college I still dontt know what that meansl I always expect her to answer the phone when Fm making a call. Every morning Betsy gets up after a long nighfs sleep, walks over to breakfast, walks back to the dorm and goes back to bed. Itve offered to guard Cowabunga ther ra0 who has already eaten up a couple of physiology lab reports, two pairs of Weejuns and a tobacco plant while Betsyts been out of the room but she still trusts him. For an evening of fine entertainment nothing can beat Betsyhs rendition of 0D0 You Believe in Magiciw Kathy used to frighten me on the basketball court, she being one of those wild athletes who tears down the court in sneakers up to her ankles. But she certainly has her gentle side like for instance those QUIET HOURS! in the dorm when she sits and embroiders bibs tyes, bibsi or wanders into the snack for a Pepsi and a bag of pretzels. Just about every other day I see her with this guy I know I saw once at Dickinson and she isnit wearing sneakers either. I think Peg spent most of freshman year wandering around the dorm looking for the door to her room-someone was constantly depriving her of her privacy. She seems to be having better luck in Alumnae this year. Therets always a door to knock on and shes usually there musing over some psych book or trying to figure out the Music Clubs financial situation. And even though she has never been surfing she knows more about it than most surfers. I first met Helene in the snack bar where I was drinking black coffee and staring disconsolately at the wall and she was drinking black coffee and staring through me at the other wall. We discovered that we shared the same disconsolation and the same consolation in coffee and walls. Weive been friends ever since. She always brings to mind the title of a woodcut in her room: ttTired with work she stopped to watch the dance of dust in a shaft of air? KATHERINE ELIZABETH KIRK 164 HELENE KOVACH H n .M S N E G N I L K Y R A M T. E R A G R A M Yesterday I was talking to Taffy and right in the midst of our conversation she floated off on her own private cloud. She does that. I have suspicions that the decisions she has to make every day-like whether to wear her amazing orange raincoat or her white lab coate-have caused unbearable strain. But I console myself with the thought that if anyone can stand the strain, itis Taffy. Meaningeanyone who can go through innumerable Bio writtens a week with equanimity can stand ANYTHING. On the other hand, just talking with Kichung calms me down. I have never met anyone with such composure-in-the- face-of-all-odds. Kay is the perfect person with whom to relax from the frenetic pace of our college lifeatherels NOTHING erratic or even faintly frenetic about her. Couple this with a sensitivity which understands how You can be in such a state, and well, thatis Kay. On the other hand againel mean back to the normal type of low-level insanity around hereetherels Sue. And Sue is the only person, Iim sure of it, who could jump out of a window, fracture the smallest bone in the smallest toe of her foot, and lounge around all year in a full-length cast. Outside of the 3: cast episodeethis Jolly Green Giant can CATHLEEN CRATER VLARSON talmostl always be depended upon to reluctantly leave her studies for an impromptu dateeproviding, of course, that her date is not only TALL but also muscular. Wandering down a dorm hall the other nighteI caught the fragrant incense of FOODe and followed the waftings to Mary Lietmanis room. Iim told that the popcorn can always be depended uponeMaryk one of those social types. She has a calling. And not only to hungry Wilson studentselast summer she worked with the Navajos, the next summer she plans to work in Appalachia, and in between shels head of a Brownie troop in town. She likes kids. Even us sort of over-the-age-limit kids. Being one of the above ttkidsf Fm not one of the neatest creatures on this earth. Donna, though, gets my vote for that forgotten art. SHE is neat. Not only thateshe has a phenomenal memoryeanother art I,ve never had. She can tell you ANYTHING about ANY movie from the i495 on, llm lucky if I even know whatis playing this week at the Capitol. KICHUNG LEE .. W SUSAN LOUISE LEESON Fl MARY ELIZABETH LIETMAN 167 1 9 I really donlt need to say anything about J udy because there is almost no one in the school who doesnlt already know her. Shels all over at once. On one hand shes the outgoing girl whols in everything but on the other hand shes the All-College Song Leader whols too shy to get up and lead a song. Suffice it to say that there is no one else with such curly hair who skateboards into the traffic on Philadelphia Ave. and yet gets such red ears when people remind her of it. Freshman year Diana was my accomplice in the most spectacular sign- stealing raid in Wilsonls recent history. But although she still wears the same cut- offs she wore then ttheylre a little more fadedl she doesnlt have time for signs now. Who would with seven labs a week? Shels constant motion who considers it a major accomplishment if she lasts for more than twenty minutes without a cup of coffee. The only time she procrastinates is when she brushes her teeth. Every time I saw Pam last semester she was lugging around one of those adding machines or whatever they are that they use for statistics. Or if it wasnlt that machine it was a dog. She even has a supply of dog biscuits in her room. Pve always been intrigued by her because she used to live in Brussels and because she got appendicitis the same week that I got it freshman year. J anet is the mad artist who is ready to take off for anywhere at any moment. Actually she doesnlt need to go anywhere because all she requires are a few records and a few friends and . . . instant party. Nevertheless, this year she has tried to popularize the idea of four-day weekends and perpetual motion. Eight olclocks are the bane of her existence tand mineaweke in the same classl. If she ever stood still I donlt think Pd recognize her. m DIANA LYNN LORETTO 168 .t JM 4f JUDITH EVANS LONGACRE JANET L ANSING McVICKAR V IW-w mev mm m 169 N HOPE LORAINE MARUCHI PAMELA JANE MENSEL W Q SUSAN KENT MATTHEWS BETTY JOAN MILLS PATRICIA MAY MOONEY Hope is quietly one of the most effective people I know. Shels a causist who plunges into some seemingly hopeless situations with more aplomb that I could ever muster. After her last summer I expected her to come back to school singing llSugar Shackil and looking overly despondent, but instead she gave a speech in assembly that made me want to join the Peace Corps, the Domestic Corps, and the Red Cross all at once. Kent always makes me think of the South in the good old days when they wore long skirts, had iireplaces in every room, and served wine out of jugs. Sheis prone to taking trips to the National Gallery where she not only looks at art but wanders around with a loaf of French bread in her arms. She and Alfred both know the same swan. If they painted her portrait, the museum could hang it in their Victorian collection. Pam is in the Haven every morning with her soc. book having an 8:00 A.M. cigarette break. After eight shels in the bound periodical room in the library. After that you just donlt go looking for her. She has a firm foot in Chambersburg but still gets terribly nostalgic whenever someone even looks like theylre going to mention New England. I lived next door to her freshman year and nearly collapsed from exhaustion just watching her live. B.J. just doesnlt look right anymore unless she has a camera hanging around her neck. She will probably be stooped by the time shels twenty-three. Whenever the choir walks into chapel, I feel as though I ought to mug for her. Freshman year I used to go over to her room to see Socrates tmore widely known as a rubber plantl and to watch her pack for vacations. She used to take home more clothes than I owned. Pat is another one of those New England lovers but all she has to do is open her mouth and you know that she doesnit live there. Her summers may be spent in Maine but she learned to talk in Philadelphia. Mr. McFarlane would probably be the first one to admit that she is the best physics major in the junior class. On top of all that shels domestic enough to make her own clothes, when shels not playing cards. BARBARA OLIVIA OLSON Good Lord deliver us from Martha of the unspellable last name better known as Mouseaunless you LIKE to be confused by encircling arguments and victimized by sharp humor and dampened by water pistols. I do. Besides, shels young enough to make even the youngest of us seem old, and I like Collies too and love anyone else who is a last minute producer and this has a lot to do with the price of eggs, especially in Ireland. The first time I met Paula I was shocked that shed never heard of pretzels or madras and had been accepted at all the colleges where I was rejected, but we settled these differences and I realized that Paula was everything I expected a Texan to be except anything like L.B.J. which is a very big compliment. You know the imageatall, capable in all the ways Im not, clever in all the ways lid like to be, funny at the right times and just enough of the wrong ones; so we pushed her into politics and Freshman orientation and hang around Alumnae when we need example and right answers. Barb is one of the unusual sort who gets papers done ahead of time, carefully avoids scheduling eight olclock classes and takes afternoon naps. I write papers the day of, cut eight oiclocks, and panic in the afternoon. But Barb sympathizes with us non-planners and is a sucker for playing gin with the worst of us; sheis instant concern and quiet humor, complete with an invented work describing everything including J udelbug Longacre. Thatls doing something. To the initial slingers shels B00 and an anytime swimming third and a friend when you ladeeda need one. I always thought that Alice was quiet until she got rid of my hiccoughs one night by screaming iiBOO at me in the bathroom and then asking whether I knew of anyone who would teach her how to drive a motorcycle. I donlt know if she ever learned how but she is an expert at stufling cellos into Boston- bound cars and riding bikes from Chambersburg to West Virginia, complete with knapsack. I sort of knew Kim freshman year. This year were friends and anyone in the school who doesnit know her at least knows of her. She changes roles sometimes from the fan carrier-running boy to, yesel didn,t believe it either the first time I heard-a proctor tthe only onel who loses her proctorate during fire drills. She knows miles around everyone, capturing canyons of thought in twenty- five words or less. Itis the world in her who lives alone on hills and owns them totally. Pat or, by her not given but nonetheless more common name, Ziggy has all my sympathy for having to waitress my breakfast at 7:30 AM. and still get through Money and Banking. She,s in two of my classes and takes three pages of notes to my twenty yet gets marks that are incomparable to mine. Then sheIs off on a tangent talking about Southern ante-bellum architecture and, by the way, Virginia had the best architects. I thought at first that a tse-tse fly bit Isabelle freshman year but I realize now that her clock just runs backwards. When I am going to bed at 2:00 AM. she is getting up to study or looking for a magazine to read. She faints at the sight of pierced ears tat least her ownJ. Not anyone that I have ever met looks like her, with the exception of a Renaissance Madonna in a Fine Arts slide. Joanne is my bestaand onlyaltalian- Hindu friend. Her room looks vaguely like an Indian temple but she is American enough to sing IiSummertimeil and drink coffee in the snack bar. If the Billboard continues to come out every week for the remainder of the year I am afraid that she will disappear; she loses at least ten pounds after each deadline. She and I both find reincarnation plausible because she looks so much like an Ajunta cave painting of a Boddhisattva. NANCY JEAN KIMASA FAYETTE ALICE ANN PARTRIDGE J .V Aunt , a .5 . , . 1, .. . i irrfg4x3f; .33. t J. ,u x . 3.x MAE PENSEL JOANNE M RY PUNZO fay. :5: way ISABELLE SCHUYLER PETT T MARY JO RANKIN BARBARA ANN READING NANCY CAROL R ENSHAW Mary Jo is one of the more courageous members of the Class 0f 67. She declared a biology major and didnlt back down. And despite the fact that she has to spend twenty-four hours a day in the lab she still finds time to be work chairman of her dorm and to make a monthly journey to Washington 8: Jefferson for a weekend. To round off all that well-roundedness shels one of the All-Time-Greats on the badminton court. Barb is usually heading for the wide open spaces and NATURE with the Outing Club. She is one of those who come back dirty after a weekend of Itcleanll funl. Freshman year she and I walked about ten miles to cut down a Christmas tree and then chickened out when we got there. The owner of the trees was very BIG. During the day her room turns into a casino where absolutely anyone can play cards. I tried to call the Pope once but even when I didnlt get him I couldnlt talk to hionnlt speak Italian or Latin. Sue doesnit either but she GETS phone calls from Italy anyway, not to mention all the air mail letters. Theylre in English and not from Pope Paul eitherI. To answer the phone is about the only reason shelll spend less than twenty-five minutes in the shower. And if someone plays a record, she charges down the hall to danceeher own version of the belly dance naturally. Whenever I walk into Nancyls room she tells me to please excuse the mess. I always do because I can never see anything out of place. Ilm really afraid to invite her to my room. We used to play with her rat together until her mother found out she owned one . . . oh well, Mother made me get rid of my snakes. Being with Nancy is like breakfast, lunch, and dinner at Tiffanyls. She has more jewelry than they do. And shels willing to lend. The three pairs of earrings I have on right now are all hers. - -K... . KA'FHANRIE PAGE ROBINSON 179 Rip is a ttrudgediI mountain climber who hates spiders and spent one whole hour trying to make me believe she is SOPHISTICATED. I was going to send her name to Whats Who for achieving the impossibleeshe found a guy at Connecticut College for Women. But after she and Stench locked themselves in the bathroom for two hours to talk Granny Talk I decided that maybe I ought to keep her name quiet. Theytll hear about her soon enough anyways when she and her botanist move into their marsh. Page plays guard for the basketball team and for her lamp-stealing roommate. SheIs the J olly Green Giant, or is it the Jolly Blonde Giant? Literally only her hairdresser knows for sureeit has been so long now that even Page cant remember. a think its browm. She ttcanit abideit certain aspects of life but still trundles off to Ed. class and reads the treasurerIs report in every CGA meeting. I sit next to her and shes almost convinced that we should split it two ways and leave town. I had forgotten that Jean is Jean and not really Alfred. She owns a bug collection, a bedside shrine, and a soul that flaps out the window in her death dreams; it even woke me up one night sophomore year. At the end of bad weeks she goes to the National in Washington to visit a swan there but what she really wants is a one-way ticket to Pariselsland, of course. NANCY ELIZABETH ROSIN 180 181 It took me until the second half of freshman year to get up nerve to look under that green army surplus raincoat and then I got to know Rosin. Or does anyone get to know Rosin? Anyway we exchanged esoterics once in a while until this year when we got together in a kind of odd relationshipasort of like J onathon and Marty, or something. We go leaf-rolling, and wind-iiying, and once in a while we come down to earth-and its a strange and cockeyed and somehow beautiful earth we come down to; ifs hers. Her name is Sandi. And she goes by Ross through coercion. But she answers to it anyway. Once, in one of the deep and solemn conversations we indulge in I found out that she considers herself QUIET. I restrained myself. She IS tall and she IS classicawhat she ISNIT is quiet. Mirror, mirror, on the wall-are YOU the one who tells her things like that? ANDaare you the one who gives her cues for sarcasm? She started out as a lion, and then she graduated to a beggar, and bit by bit she got to be a rich young lady and now shes a Wilson Student tshe,s between playsi. In character: Mandy,s neither lion nor beggar reallyashe is a young lady occasionally, and then again 21 Sara Monday, and then again the type of little kid who likes to crawl into cardboard boxes-AN D NEVER COME OUTaexcept that she has that paper sheIs put off and anyway she ENJOYS pouring words onto paper and making the biggest and the reddest and the best balloons on campus. PATRICIA CATHERINE SCHENCK PATRICIA ANN SCHEUING SUSAN VAN DYKE SCHWARTZ 183 Sometimes I dance, study, play bridge and write letters at the same time, but Ilm not saying anything else. I also steal a lot, signs mostly, and I chop down Christmas trees and talk funnyasomething like baby talk but its not. I like to eat pretty much too and do funny things when they say Tom and turtle? and then she found out I was working on my book and wouldnit say anything else. I call her Baby Cakes or SCHENCK because it only seems right and keep in mind that shes a product of ground floor Prentis so I understand WHY. What nice thing can I say about a girl when my date tells me how very lovable she is? But Pity-Patis a problem on paper even minus the above. Shels a cross between the sublime and the ridiculous and the artsy and the booksy, addicted to crossword puzzles except when shels not and twenty-two and a mature fourteen in subsequent seconds and she wins at all of them. Fiddle. Shels a bullfighter of all things; shes a long flannel nightgown with a cigarette; shels black and white and red and powder blue. Suels THAT WAY about talking; welre alike. She gives fourteen years of background for every joke and live dragged my family into everything Ilve said so far. We get together and procrastinate and get excited about the keep my grades upakeep my car syndrome and then we laugh, and then I like her a little more each time. Shels a real get off my cloud and out of my tree and that reminds me of something else sort of a person. Carolyn lthow did I get this black-and- blue markli Sherwood has something in common with Peter Pan except sheis small accident prone and cant fly and something else in common with Audrey Hepburna-long neck, of course, maybe. Audrey recites original poems in the john and scribbles stories in the middle of other peoples sleeping hours and eats like a horse and never sings the right words and knows me better than I do. Sheis that way about people. No matter what time Hydie goes to bed she is never awake until ten oiclock the next morning. I couldn,t understand why until I spent the night in her room. She talked more when she was asleep than she does when shels awake. In order to occupy her mind on drowsy mornings she unscrews the chairs in Warfield. t1 diligently avoid sitting on any chair that Hydie has occupiedl. But no one can really appreciate her until theyive seen her in farmer-browns acting out love comics. Allida adores anything Scottish or English and becomes frantic on St. Patrickls Day. Last year she poured orange food coloring into her glass of milk right in the middle of dinner. In Tudor she gave a rather critical account of Wolseyis life and then felt sorry for him because sheid made everyone hate him. I sit in occasionally on her voodoo rites after which she pretends to be a synthetic a priori in a Bertrand Russell world. Ellen is the only person in the class who ever transferred TO Wilson. She has worked out this rigorous schedule that allows her to wash her hair every Sunday and Thursday but leaves absolutely no free time . . . except every evening from five oiclock on. She sticks to it faithfully. During those free moments she cuts her toenails, conducts 1:30 am. porch parties, pounds on a certain ceiling in French House and reads the Toccoa Record. tShe always knows the latesO. Peggy is usually playing tennis or playing tennis or playing tennis. I think she even shovels the courts so she can play during the winter months. I got terribly excited when she told me sheid been to France despite the fact that she was shipped home with appencitis. Shels always so neat that I dont dare stand next to herethe contrast is killing. And it makes me look round-shouldered. I thought that I was the only person around here who was always getting into embarrassing situations until I ran into Sally. At least live never had my pettipants fall off in front of a date. Sheis one of the few people in Alumnae who takes bubble baths with a tugboat and has curly toes and shes the only one there who can make fig newton faces and look more like a vulture than Snoopy. l HARRIETTE LOUISE SHULL ALLIDA LEE SHUMAN 184 ELLEN ELIZABETH SINGER SARA ENGLAND SLOAN K C A .L S H T E B A u .L ,E T E R A G R A M MARILEM SOODLA MERREN LEE STODDARD KAREN ANN STENTZ 186 Freshman year when Mari,s buzzer buzzed practically the whole hall would follow her to the phone booth to listen in on the conversation. None of us could understand it. We werenit exactly brilliant with her Bible either. Sheis an inscrutable Estonian who tries to disguise herself as a lab coat but she doesn,t succeed very well. Iid recognize her without it anywhere. Sheis the sort of person who makes me feel lonely and then shatters the mood with one impossibly off-beat comment. Stentz is my leader and skitzy instructor in Beginneris Granny Talk 00D and Advanced Organization tdefinitely graduate leveD. The Con room is a mess but she has put each mess in a special place so I don,t dare touch anything. I like to sit in her room at Fuench House because it smells like Shalimar and she likes me to sit in her room because she can editorialize tthatis a punI in English for a change. Merren scared me because she looked so serious even during freshman year, so much so that I was afraid to play hockey with heraMother always told me to be careful of the serious ones. But it turned out OK because she didnit crack me over the head when I wasnt looking. She even laughed as much as I did. Sheis not so much serious as intent, with very definite ideasathe sort of person Mother wants me to be. When Rach is with a crowd of children the only way I can distinguish KRISHNA LOUISE SWEVAL her from them is by her height. Sheis ' r L ' always watching people, especially their ear lobes. I usually go to her room for a cigarette because it reminds me of a living room and I can pretend Fm home. And whenever possible I sit in on Ten Tone rehearsals to watch her one-man song and dance routine. The song I recognize but the dance is something else. Kris is a veritable spectrum with her red hair, especially at night when she storms through the halls in her blue Navy- surplus bathrobe. She usually gets phone calls from about 3:00 AM. to 4:30 AM. and I usually have to run up fourteen tiights of stairs to get her out of bed. A would-be Scandanavian with a wild creative bent, she stands in the Fine Arts studio chipping away at 150 pounds of plaster that is supposed to turn into a bust of Helen Keller. RACHEL HOWARD SULLIVAN 187 Barb is one of Massachusettls new immigrants and enjoys it despite the fact that she gets air sick on the Boston shuttle. Freshman year I used to watch her roller skate down the hall and last year I went twice to see her in itWild Goose Chasefl Sheis so diverse that itis hard to keep up with her which I donlt even try to do academically. Whenever I get hurt I go to Barb-she,s my pre- doctor. I couldnit figure out why Chris always looked so suspenseful until I found out that shes a vociferous reader of J ames Bond and Agatha Christie novels. Those long walks that she is forever taking are probably to settle her nerves. Then again she may just be plotting Alumnaeis social program. She,s another new immigrant to Massachusetts who plunged right into the New England spirit of things by selling live lobsters all last summer. I used to think J anet was quiet, that is until the Freshman Skit. Anyone who remembers the Beatle act must remember J anet and her haircut. uI Want to Hold Your Crosin is off the hit parade now, though. I guess German is number one. She spent last summer studying and traveling in Germany and this year her German makes my German sound like bad English. She used to own a horse but she sold him so I no longer play Pony Express. BARBARA LEA TE w NNEY SARA CHRISTINE TERRY H G U A B U T L O R A C T E N A .I. Priscilla is a piano major who apparently always has music turned on somewhere in her mind. She bursts into song at the least expected moments or if it isnit song itis laughter. Every day I go over to Riddle to watch her take another card out of this box full of them. Sheis keeping track of someoneis army career. Somehow she always manages to go to bed early yet still get more assignments done than I even find time to look up. Somewhere in her room Ginny must be hiding a library of romantic novels. She has read just about every one that was ever published. She spent semester break reading those books and trying to get rid of a huge supply of Mademoiselleis oranges a think I ate at least two dozenl She is one of the few people who sits quietly through library duty while a group of exuberant fellow classmates stage a near riot on the second Hoor balcony. Every Friday night Karen comes wandering into the snack bar in her jeans, an inside out sweatshirt tsheis number 623i, bare feet and her horn. No one leaves until she does. She can terrorize better than anyone else on this campus. But itis almost as amusing to watch her write an English paper. She spends at least an hour on every sentence and for some reason always ends up with about twelve copies. When sheis through with all that she cuts her toenails. VIRGINIA LYNNE VAIL 190 191 Carol sits next to me in logic at 8:00 am. three times a week and can actually think at that hour. H usually display all the tendencies of a psychotic at eight olclockl. She knows the answers to the reasoning problems before I even Hnish reading them through once. I couldnt believe it the day she told me that she might want to become a gym teacher. She would probably be the only one in the school system to advocate mental exercise instead of physical. I finally spent a night in Disert just to see what Carol Warner wears to bed. Ilm not positive but I think it was a jump suit from a disbanded sky diving club. She is terribly photogenic particularly in posture pictures. Freshman year she distinguished herself by being designated the fastest girl in the class trunning, that isl, and she is still the most all-around jock. If I donlt find her on a playing field I find her playing pianos in Thompson. Whenever Sandi and I go to the snack bar she orders diet pepsi and on the way back to the dorm eats two bags of potato chips and a candy bar. She spends most of her time feeling tttotally obnoxedll and becoming what her roommate calls tlsweetsy femininel, twhatever that isl. I always walk into her room just in time to wake her up although she can never remember being asleep and she always walks into the bathroom at the same time her suitemate decides to take a bath. Sue likes cats, but more particularly, ten day old kittens that have learned to keep their mouths shut by then. were both history majors but the day I looked at her schedule card I could have sworn that shed switched to sociology. She is the only person in the archery class who leaves it regularly with bruises and she usually escapes from volleyball in the same condition. CAROL MARGARET WAASER SUSAN CAROLYN WEBER . .. 'Ql Linda is probably the only Wilson student who owns two cars and rotates them from vacation to vacation. Apparently she is well organized because she manages to attend American Lit. class at 8:00 AM. over half the time. I would flunk the course if it werenit for her notes, which are written partially in English and partially in abbreviated Spanish. Both she and her notes are legibleal cant remember ever having seen her when she didnit look better. Brenda is more ORGANIZED than all the labor unions in the country put together. Last year she studied, upholstered, and knit. This year shels studying and doing crewel work. I cant decide whether sheis going to become a scholar, a housewife, or return to Wilson as a professor who moonlights as a seamstress. Then again sheld make a good cartoonist or could at least design Hallmark contemporary cards for a living. I guess anyone who wears Soap- On-A-Roap will succeed in the end. People donit go to the snack bar anymoreathey go to Carolls room instead. She operates the Home Away From Home with a coffee pot, stereo, and 24-hour counselling service. Sheis a Bible major, psychology minor . . . no, a psych. major, Bible minor . . . or maybe its a soc. major-J havent talked to her for over an hour now. Potentially shels an artist, a musician, and a writer but ACTUALLY shels not sure what she is. I call her oh Martha when she needs to be called that. Thatis when she sits around cracking her toes and knuckles or takes a tranquilizer before reading the minutes in a CGA meeting. But the next minute she bounds up and says I took a nap on your bed and it was nice, so then I call her MaIt-Mart or Willie because theyire I like you a lot names, and when she laughs so does everyone else, and shes a big sop for birthdays, and scare is her favorite game, and shes the only one of my best buddies that does all this and got no Bis two semesters in a row. Mart-Martls a perfect name. us . BRENDA LOGG WHEELER CAROL ANN WILLIAMS Whols afraid of Lois Wolff? Me, thatis who. Because I found out that underneath the pink and gold, music and blue eyes, or maybe above all of them, therels a wide and a deep mind which can see deeper and think wider than nearly anyone else I know and besides she can write poetry miles around my feeble and absurd inches of attempt. Like I said, Ilm scared of people like thatebut itls a question of the fate of the world-or something like that. Its not just people like Lois who scare me, either. And itls not just being frightenedetherels an element of admiration which is always present. Especially for people with convictions. I mean, what would YOU expect of a girl from Columbia, South Carolina? Well, I did too. Until I met Robin Yaghjian. Oh, the old ideas still have some credenceelike, she IS feminine and sweet and she DOES speak in dulcet tones reminiscent of King Corn SyrupeBUT this kid is far from the conservative one One, for instancel would expect. Robin is possibly the quietest Radical on campus and the most efficient executive. Scarlett OlHaraeMOVE OVER. Ilm of the opinion that my whole class is composed of foundlings, various types of gnomes, paradoxical pixielated slightly and wonderfully insane people. This is not to cast aspersions upon the above- mentioned non-ante-bellum-belle, but only to lead the discussion to the realization that Nancy Yates is another of those impish characters itls hard to do justice to. Well, she looks like oneean imp, I mean. When I first met her I felt very yahooishly human. NO ONE, I felt, could have such eyes and hair and noseefantastic. But shels not the type of brownie who causes mischief-sheis laboriously neat and she labels everything. Casting into my not too deep knowledge of the pixie worldelld call her a sea-nymph. She swims like one. LOIS ANN WOLFF ROBIN CHRISTINE Z, YAGHJIAN . q. 197 DIANE YVONNE YERGEY 198 NANCY LUCE YOUNG I thought and thought about Diane and all I got over and over were pastel colors and frogs and someone with every reason to run around in leotards. So I distracted myself with the whatnot on my desk and ended up looking at pictures of Diane in everything Wilson publishes which led me back to pastel colors and a toe caught in a phone booth and the biggest jinx possible on any bus system and all these pastel words like comfortable. Itls significant that N ancy just cant go for too long without changing the room around and always goes to bed by eleven but never makes it. I call that signiiicant because everything else is too colorfully confusing. We call her Egg F00 and she calls everything something unspellable like tiColiabaday? She has helped deliver two babies and has a cat and a fetus dogfish in her room. I call her colorful, in other words, but she just likes blue. Come to think of it, this alphabetical idea may be a mistake because it leaves me with two problems. I call the first one acorn because nut is a cliche and the Laura that all the OTHER good poets wrote about was somewhat different. This one sings off key constantly but never knew about the off key angle til last year, has a special talent for thinking one hair moved changes the hairdo, and a bathroom scale that I borrow. I go to Laura when I want to SHARE because she comes back with the right things and everything is AH HA with her. Now I keep telling myself that this one HAS to be hysterical. Ilm talking about Mary J 0 now, but Lord! Well, Mooher always gets to the heart of the matter but she does it in such an unquotable fashion. I mean funnyis nowhere near the right word because itls more like oh my gosh astonishing with a grin. You see, Mooher is master of all the sounds and all the feasible ways to make them, has a special place in her heart for dirty you know whats, and understands EVERY kid on the block. Thatls me with the flowers, but by now you must know that I have a THING about my mother and my father and my friends and Prexy,s garden and my Junior year. Patrons Mr. and Mrs. C. Austin Barker Mr. and Mrs. Charles T. Blake Mr. and Mrs. Elmo P. Brown Mrs. Ruth B. Coleman Mr. and Mrs. Earl R. Doll Dr. and Mrs. Wilson C. Everhart Dr. and Mrs. J oseph E. Ewing Mr. and Mrs. R. H. Garritt, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. E. Winn Heyer Mr. and Mrs. William Kirk, J r. Mr. and Mrs. George W. Klingensmith Mr. and Mrs. Michael G. Kovach Mrs. Henry Orr Lietman Mr. and Mrs. Donald W. Loiselle Mr. and Mrs. Vincent Matthews, J r. Mr. and Mrs. J ohn B. Munnikhuysen Mr. and Mrs. Eric A. Olson Mr. and Mrs. Edward C. Pensel Mr. and Mrs. William S. Pettit Captain and Mrs. Loy A. Renshaw Mr. and Mrs. Robert L. Rippen Mr. and Mrs. Peter P. Rudowsky Mr. and Mrs. Charles B. Schenck, J r. Mr. and Mrs. Laurence E. Sherwood Mr. and Mrs. Neal W. Slack Mrs. Albert W. Sloan Mr. and Mrs. Rudolf Soodla Mr. and Mrs. Milton B. Stentz Mr. and Mrs. Harry W. Tenney Mr. and Mrs. B. I. Ulinski Mr. and Mrs. Russell E. Vail Mr. and Mrs. J ohn E. Warner Mr. and Mrs. Samuel C. Weber Mr. and Mrs. Wade Y. Wheeler Mr. and Mrs. Harter W. Williams Mr. and Mrs. Horace M. Wolff Mr. and Mrs. G. Harold Yergey Dr. and Mrs. James E. Young Dr. and Mrs. J oseph T. Zukoski 200 HELP KEEP YOUR CITY CLEAN L ' vaUGN 0.. ENAHIIRiIUIG w Best Wishes t0 the Class of 1967 from the WILSON COLLEGE FATHERS CLUB The F irst Organization of its K ind Organized in 1947 Front row: Clay F. Henninger, Treasurer ,68; John Halliwell, College Vice President; C. Austin Barker, Vice President '67; E. Dyson Herting, Secretary 768. Second row: Nicholas de Koenigsberg, '69; Earle C. Adams, 766; William Kirk, Jr., 767; William S. Pettit, 767. Third row: T. H. Mengel, Jr., 769; Ted C. Fisher, ,69; James W. Gibbs, 966; Harry W. Tenney, 767; Edwin A. Booth, President 766 mm picturedl HERTZ RENT-A-CAR LICENSEE WEEKEND RATES PEIPEWS SUNOCO SERVICE 472 LINCOLN WAY WEST CHAMBERSBURG, PENNSYLVANIA PHONE COLONY 4-7211 MARINS SANDWICH SHOP 109 North Main Street 7h: IHM'. Shop 115 North Main Street Chambersburg, Pa. EYSTER'S FASHIONS BY THE YARD 47 North Main Street Chambersburg, Pennsylvania COLONY PHOTO SUPPLY 130 Lincoln Way East Chambersburg, Pa. Complete Travel Service 4by plane, rail, steamship or auto J ust telephone 264-4191 SOUTH PENN MOTOR CLUB 472 Lincoln Way West Chambersburg, Pennsylvania Phone COlony 4-7211 HITCHING POST INN ONE BLOCK EAST OF THE SQUARE CHAMBERSBURG Comfortable Rooms Phone 264-7141 Excellent of Food Service for 2 or 200 Compliments of ROBSON 8: KAYE INC. Printers Chambersburg, Pa. 203 John C. McDowell 3 Son Inc. 257 Lincoln Way East Chambersburg, Pennsylvania Insurance Dry Cleaning that Satisfies Ideal Cleaning 3 Laundry Center 783 Broad Street Chambersburg, Penna. Call 263-4164 Shirts Beautifully Laundered Guaranteed Mothproofing Storage Facilities Coin-Operated Dry Cleaning Coin-Operated Laundry Hours: 7 AM. to Midnight37 Days a Week CHAMBERSBURG TRUST COMPANY Chambersburg, Penna. Strong and Dependable Organized 1901 Member of F ederal Deposit I nsurance Corporation W LINCOLN WAY SHOPPING CENTER CHAMBERSBURG, PA. Phone 264-4115 Open 9:30 A.M.-9:00 P.M. Mon., Thurs., Fri. 9:30 A.M.-5:3O P.M. Tues., Wed., Sat. All Occasions Call for Flowers F rom Byer Bros. FLORISTS Penncraft Avenue Chambersburg, Pennsylvania We telegraph flowers anywhere 'T or the best rest east or west73 Walter H. Glasgow 1650 Lincoln Way East Chambersburg, Penna. A most unusual fabric center New and used sewing machines and service Camping and Travel Trailers and Camping Supplies stay at 565 Lincoln Way East Chambersburg, Penna. CHAMBERSBURG - s. V 7174 Zone! g Tel: 264-4187 Co-Owners, Managers J 06 and Louise Taylor 204 MARTIN OPTICAL COMPANY Lenses Duplicated LUDWIG'S F rames Repaired or Replaced J EWELERS Prescriptions Filled Contact Supplies 135 South Main St. S'm 1877 CO 4-5615 We Welcome Our Guest Phone 264-5188 Drink CARSON1S I W New Air Conditioned Motel ON U.S. ROUTE 30 in Bottles Phone: COlony 3-13 16 Along the Banks of the Conococheague Creek 414 WEST LONDON STREET Compliments of T. B. WOOD'S SONS COMPANY CHAMBERSBURG, PA. 205 C HAMBERSBURG DAIRY PRODUCTS CO. 1400 Scotland Avenue Phone: COlony 4-6101 Visit the Dairimaid Dairy Bar For Reservations PHONE: 264-5185 BENJAMIN CHAMBERS MOTEL 1070 L.W. East on Rt. 30 Private Baths-Cable TV A.C.-Telephones Wm. H. Shank, Owner Compliments of KEYSTONE MOTEL 1620 Lincoln Way East On Route 30-Two Miles East of Chambersburg, Penna. 17201 FRANK GAYMAN Oldsmobile-Chevrolet G.M. F actory Trained Service Chambersburg PLASTERER'S FLORISTS Cut Flowers-Corsages-Plants 990 Lincoln Way East Phone: 264-6188 Chambersburg, Pa. At the Sign of the Blinking Red Rose JOIN THE Y.M.C.A. Compliments of KESSINGER'S G-ROCERIES 401 Philadelphia Avenue Chambersburg, Pennsylvania CITY PRODUCE COMPANY Wholesale Green Goods Vegetables-Fruits and Packages Sea Foods-Frosted Foods Phone: CO 4-5163 151 N. Second St. Chambersburg, Pa. Air Conditioning TV Wall-to-Wall Carpet Guest Controlled Room Temperature Room Phones Rl'l'E-SPOT MOTEL Restaurant 7 Miles East of Chambersburg on US. 30 Near Caledonia State Park L. A. Wagner RD. 1, Fayetteville, Pa. Restaurant 352-8905 Motel 352-2144 206 NATIONAL VALLEY BANK AND TRUST COMPANY Established 1 809 Serving Wilson College Philadelphia Avenue Office 1750 Philadelphia Avenue Two Offices on Memorial Square Member Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation WALTERS TAXI For Prompt Courteous Service Call 263-4161 Best Wishes to the Class of 1967 from the CLASS OF 1966 Telephone CO 4-7131 The Chambersburg Laundry Quality Drycleaners Dry cleaning, fur cleaning, rug cleaning, moth proofing, fur and woolen storage 207 szEiy $mfezwgg6' WMCMqvij WJ 3y igojm ' 003 77216720, X . ?agzyk The men and women of H. J. Heinz Company in Chambersburg salute the young women of Wilson 66 and Wish for them a future full of learning and doing. H. J. HEINZ COMPANY M akers of the a Varieties 208 FRAVEWS SHOE STORE 127 South Main Street Chambersburg, Pa. AirstekMiss America 8; Life Stride THE DEBONAIR 131$.Main Chambersburg, Pa. Compliments of W. D. WEAVER Meats, Provisions 8; Frozen Foods 129 COMMERCE STREET COlony 4-5197, 3-6611 BARTON'S COOKIE JAR 172 S. Main Street Chambersburg, Pa. COlony 4-2893 Baking For all Occasions Customer Satisfaction Is Guaranteed I f Ifs Not Right-Please Bring It Back EYERLY1S Hagerstown, Md. Martinsburg, W. Va. Chambersburg, Pa. WALKER'S DRUG STORE Prescriptions :1 Drugs 11 Cosmetics 0n the Square in Chambersburg Hagerstown Canteen Service, Inc. 427 East Franklin Street Hagerstown, Maryland 209 Chambersburg Implement Company, Inc. 449 Lincoln Way East General Electric Appliances Hardware and Gas Ranges Bruning and Lowe Brothers Paint Phone: COlony 4-6177 Nationally Famous For Its Uniqueness and Good Things to Eat Molly Pitcher Waffle Shop Try Our F amous Waffles See Largest Menu of Waffles South Main Street 1 Block South of Square Chambersburg, Pa. Nick Balafoutas, Prop. Wilson College Serves Bread VALLEY PRIDE-Cakes VALLEY BAKING CO., INC. SHIPPENSBURG, PA. VICTOR O'NEILL PHOTOGRAPHY 405 Lexington Avenue New York 17, New York Portraits for the 1 96 7 Conococheague 210 Best Wishes to the Class of 1967 from the Class of 1968 Greetings to the Class of 1967 from The Alumnae Association Your one-stop shopping center for prestige cosmetics Newberry's Shulton-WestmoretPrince MatchabellitCoty-Max Factor Compliments of a FHend BARNHAR'I'tS 55 N. Main Street Chambersburg, Pa. Phone 264-5431 ART SUPPLIES FRAMES Compliments of OSTERMAN HOUSE FINE FOODS and COCKTAILS 800 South Fourth Street Chambersburg, Pennsylvania Best Wishes to the Class of 1967 from The Little Sister CLASS OF 1969 PARK AVENUE PHARMACY 220 Park Avenue Thomas F. Stonesifer, R.Ph., Prop. 9Prescriptions40ur Pride7 -Dolly Madison Ice Cream -Hallmark Cards 4Full Line of Cosmetics 4Yardley, Lanvin -Free F ilm-Given on Developing Service Public Opinion F ranklin County4s Number One Advertising and News Medium Call 264-6161 MW F ashion F ootwear Since I 878 For Your Every Need 47 South Main Street Chambersburg, Pennsylvania Lincoln Lanes Bowling Center Lyons MAIN AT QUEEN Chambersburgs F avorite Store for Men 2071 Lincoln Highway East Chambersburg, Pa. Yowre Always Welcome7 Phone: CO 3-4511 Compliments of H. A. Weiss 8: Sons, Inc. Restaurant Equipment-Janitor Supplies 522 Frederick Street Hagerstown, Maryland Tel. 739-3949 Farmers and Merchants Trust Company of Chambersburg Drive-up Windows Free Parking for Customers A Good Place To Do Your Banking Member of F ederal Deposit I nsurance Corporation 212 Compliments of Shively Motors Compliments of 801 Lincoln Way West Copper Kettle Chambersburg, Pennsylvania Chrysler Products H. E. COOK BUS LINES SCOTLAND, PENNSYLVANIA 264-7595 Best Wishes to the Students of Wilson College From the Staff of the 1967 CONOCOCHEAGUE 213 s 'v 'e'v'g; , t,s 3. 2 b xT'Q T fo'fo'o .1 y '. e T 9 I x x O v e v x e 9,; O . . $ . 9. Pentagon y. 6.. . . V-t , . , TATe's . , 4 y- '3 v, 4, v. V si T. Once upon a time at Random College, there was an aggravexed yearbook staff. They had huffed, and they had puffed. They had hustled, and they had bustled. They had waited for delivery with anticimpatience. When the book arrived, they were conflummoxed! A bromide or a bore just wouldn't wash any more with the discriminating student body at Random. 30 Wm. J. Keller Inc., having a special reputation to uphold in the yearbook field, was called in to cut the mustard. The Keller-produced book had a look: HTHE LOOK OF THE BOOK. The new annual had individual identity, character, and class. It was splendiculous compared to the wipe-outs pro- duced for Random by the previous osteocephalic publishers. Actually, Keller craves the opportunity to have a hand in producing the posher, more ele- gantly stylized books. We get a charge out of doing annuals with soul and substance. That's because from Norfolk to Minneapolis, Keller is known as the House of Contemporary Creativity. The Wm. J. Keller firm brings together the grooviest contingent of highly trained craftsmen, beautilitarians, and hypo benders. Our preference is to use the finest papers and superlative inks. Production is by the Velvatone process, which Keller perfected especially for printing yearbooks. A unique service plan is customized to individual schools, and the most conscientious gen- tlemen of the road in the business are available to aid our yearbook staffs, should problems arise. If needed, hocus-focus artists can be provided by Keller to tackle some available-Iight photographic assignments. The end product of this potpourri of service and talent is a superior, polished yearbook. It is an annual in which the staff, the school, and, above all, the student body can take justifiable pride because of its CONTEMPORARY CREATIVITY. Incidentally, Random College told Ad Hoc U. about Keller, and both staffs had smooth sailing ever after. The Keller knight in your area is Francis N. Peterson, phone 833-1089. 7 as INDEX Academic Affairs Committee Administration Business Manager Director of Public Information Vice President for Development and Public Relations Advertising American Mime Theater, The Anderson, Eugenie Archery Assembly Committee Athletic Association Board Athletic Association Council Basketball Beaux Arts Trio Bible and Religion Department Billboard Biology Department Business Manager Cabinet Candle Club Canoeing Chapel Committee Chemistry Department Choir Choral Club Classes Freshman Junior Senior Sophomore Classics Club Classics Department Conococheague Cultural Affairs Committee Deans Dean of the College Dean of Freshmen Dean of Residence Dean of Sophomores Dedication Departments Bible and Religion Biology Chemistry Classics Economics Education English Fine Arts French German History Mathematics Music Philosophy Physical Education Physics Political Science Psychology Sociology Spanish Director of Admissions Director of Public Information Economics Department Education Department English Department Faculty Gee Departmentss Fall Sports Fencing Fine Arts Department Foreign Student Advisor French Club French Department Freshmen Class Officers Gadfly German Club German Department Guidance Dean of Freshmen and Foreign Student Advisor Dean of Sophomores and Placement Director Registrar History Department Hockey Inter-Dormitory Council Introductory Section International Relations Club Judd, Walter Judicial Board Juniors Class Officers Kittochtinny Players Lacrosse Langstaff, John Language Clubs 1See Organizationg Legislative Council Library Staff Mathematics Department McGehee, Helen Modern Dance Music Club Music Department National Student Association Orchesis Organizations Academic Affairs Committee Assembly Committee Athletic Association Board Athletic Association Council Billboard Chapel Committee Choir Choral Club Classics Club Conococheague Cultural Affairs Committee French Club Gadiiy German Club International Relations Club Kittochtinny Players Music Club National Student Association Orchesis Outing Club Painte Shoppe Physical Education for Elementary School Political Organizations Radio Club Science Club Silver Key Social Service Association Sociology Club Spanish Club 216 140 139 86 118 84 92 51 72 84 116 100 76 107 90 94 111 113 113 96 110 100 101 103 98 95 102 97 102 106 86 100 107 90 112 108 116 106 105 104 108 109 60 103 Wilson College Government Association Young Women,s Christian Association Outing Club Painte Shoppe Philosophy Department Physical Education Department Physics Department Placement Director Political Organizations Political Science Department Powell, Mel President of the College Psychology Department Radio Club Registrar Science Club Seniors Candle Club Class Officers Silver Key Social Service Association Sociology Club Sociology Department Softball Sophomores Class ORicers Spanish Club Spanish Department Sports 1566 individual sports1 Spring Sports Swimming Table of Contents Tachibaua, Sahonii and Company Tennis Van Dinh, Tran Vice President for Development and Public Relations Wilson College Government Association Winter Sports Young Republicans Young Women1s Christian Association 92 111 112 108 67 78 71 48 106 61 82 46 105 48 104 121 122 121 108 109 104 60 118 128 127 103 64 118 116 85 119 81 50 92 116 106 111 . mm wahu' , 1.5.4