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while we were here. we came as the class of '69. how strange 73 sounded. the beanies were queer but most of us survived rat week. they told us homecoming called for a float campbell's cream of tiger won the prize. and we marched the first colorguard. . all freshmen. money hungry wolves organized the slave auction. we sold our best. january brought the first interum term at wmc and women's council fought for better hours. we made a hundred lanterns and chained the class of 70 to the football field. the first thing we had to do this year was abolish rat week. thank you mr. hogan. dr. ensor became ill and dr. mund stepped in. ab! curfew was extended fifteen minutes. we were eligible for rush. our class unity ceased. they built new golf holes and moved the seventh green in body only. somebody said they didn't want homecoming. there was none. barney rice left us forever. the sound of 73 was comfortable now. we were half through. we inquired about a new grille, etc. and instead what is that red giant behind the gym? the pi-men went big time. it got tiring climbing in windows so everyone got keys. open house reach a delightful twelve hours. only twelve more to go. something had to be done to restore the class, so we got together and tried to civilize whimsical isle. baker 100 sprouted 20 palm trees and near-naked natives shimmied beneath them. the campus laughed. we learned each other's names. may weekend became a carnival. dr. ensor retired a well-respected man amid lobster tails and steaks. 25 years. something told of change in the air.