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w It Seems To Me—
Roy Fossett
Man’s inner nature seems to yearn continually
tor "the good old days." The past seems rosy
in retrospect and the future beckons with pitfalls
for the unwary and also calls with an unceasing
need for labor. This inherent nature of man
also years for better things, for progress, and
for change. Fortunately for mankind and civi
lization, this latter urge is the stronger of the two.
For the dilettante, for the indolent, and for the
procrastinators, all avenues of progress seem
closed. Perhaps they are to men of this type.
But for the people with strong minds and bodies,
the future is filled with infinite frontiers to be
subdued and utilized for human betterment.
In the physical realm of things, the frontiers
to be conquered may be restricted but they are
not extinct. The many islands of the seas which
were brought into the orbit of civilization by the
last war call for large amounts of brawn and
brute strength to be expended before they can
be brought into the family of nations. Then
too, the vast possibilities of Alaska and other
unsettled areas of this continent have been spot
lighted as never before.
But when we survey the frontiers to be con
quered by the mind, then our imagination can
soar unbridled. The opportunities for develop
ment ind the obstacles to be surmounted stag
gers the imagination. Each discovery brings in
its train a multitude of new problems, each one
of which is as important as any that has gone
before. Each day brings to light new ways in
which man’s mind is challenged.
Perhaps we may see in our day the scourge of
war eliminated from the councils of men, per
haps we may see atomic power harnessed for
constructive use. Perhaps we will see anew era
in the world of human relations, between nations
and between races, perhaps we will see the latent
potentialities of our native state brought to full
flower.
Yes, its a great day to be alive. Not since the
day when Oglethorpe stepped on to Savannah
Bluff have Georgia men and women been con
fronted with so many opportunities and responsi
bilities. Never before have such avenues of ser
vice stretched so invitingly before mankind. They
present an invitation which we cannot igore.
WE ARE STILL PIONEERS—it seems to me.
Consideration For Others Afterlights Out”
Mildred Garner
If this doesn’t apply to you girls in Mandeville, Mel
son, and to the men in all the barracks, you have noth
ing to do but disregard it. It certainly applies to the
residents of Adamson, and common sense tells us it
does to other students who make up our college.
The greatest lack of consideration for the rights of
others is the unrelenting wandering around in the halls
after the evelen o’clock hour. If you are one of those
fortunate occupants of the second floor, in order to get
the full meaning of this, you should try the first floor
for just one night. Or ask Mrs. Shannon. As an after
thought, there probably is no point in asking Mrs.
Shannon. No one can be unaware of her feelings re
garding this. She has pleaded with us at house meet
ings, she has posted notes continuously on the bulletin
board, she has appealed to our sense of justice indi
vidually, and done everything else consisten with her
nature. But, for some unexplainable reason, it just
simply does not seem to go over.
Imagine yourself working from seven o’clock in the
morning until eleven o’clock at night. Do you realize
that is sixteen hours a day? Do you realize her job is
one of the most nerve-racking imaginable? Although
there is no doubt that loves her work, and her 80
or 85 girls; it is only logical that she would look for
ward with a great deal of anticipation to the "lights
out’’ hour. Imagine yourself dead tired, mentally and
physically. The thoughts of sleep is so welcome! But,
alas! Just as you are drifting into the land of the un
known, there is a quick pit pat of feet down the hall.
The floor creaks loudly; in the stillness of the night
they even sound as if they will come crashing down on
your head any moment. If it happened only once, say
ten minutes after, there wouldn’t be so much room for
griping. The obnoxious fact is this: It happens again,
and again, and still again-until all hours of the morning.
West Georgian Staff, 1946-1947
EDITOR-IN-CHIEF Len Hutcheson
ASSOCIATE EDITOR Billie Cheney
SPORTS EDITOR .. ~ - Clarence Salmon
FEATURE ERITOR Polly Griffin
CIRCULATION MANAGER Helen Brown
BUSINESS MANAGER Joyce Jones
REPORTERS: Roy Fossett, Mildred Garner, George Daniel. Wil
liam Anthony, Bonnie Hutcheson, James Turner, Rebecca Burrus,
Frank Rushton, Betty Whiteside, Sue Quinton, Marion Moon, Edith
Harrod, Barbara Bishop, Betty Jean Johnson, Helen Dobbs, Sher
man Lindsay.
FACULTY ADVISERS: Marvina Wallingford, Marie Campbell.
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Message To The Students
What should be the functions of a college newspaper? The
answers to that question are no doubt many and varied. Should
it be merely the official chronicler of events and lead a passive
existence or should it actively participate in campus affairs?
Should the newspaper reflect student life and activities or should
it be an organ of administrative expression? Should the news
paper be merely the concern of the editor and staff or should it
be of interest to the entire student body? The answers to these
questions will determine the quality of the paper we will have.
In recent days, the staff of this newspaper have formulated
their answers to these problems. To the first of these, our choice
is to become an active participant in campus activities. We aspire
to be not only the official recorder of events but to also labor in
every way for the advancement of all phases of campus life. We
propose to not only criticize where we think criticism is due, but
also to promote what we think to be proper remedial action.
There can be no doubt that the primary function of a college
newspaper should be to reflect student life and activities and to
provide a medium for student expression. To provide a more
complete coverage of student life and opinion, we are opening
the pages of this journal to anyone desiring to take advantage of
this means of expression. The only restrictions we impose is that
the criticisms and suggestions be factually true, made in good
faith, and not to be funny or satirical. We are in earnest in de
siring to improve. To the administration we extend the same in
vitation to use this publication to discuss any problems they desire.
No student organization can adequately fulfil its obligation
to the student body or to the college if it operates in a vacuum.
Of all student enterprises, the newspaper is or should be nearest
the center of student interest. It should not be merely the inter
est of the staff which collects and edits the news, but every stu
dent should contribute whatever news items he or she may know.
We ask your cooperation in collecting and reporting campus news
and activities. We know that you will appreciate a good paper
and we want to give it to you—but your cooperation is required.
We have stated our views on the pertinent questions regard
ing this particular student activity and we intend to push forward
along these lines. We ask the cooperation of all in producing a
publication which we can regard with pride.
The Policy of The West Geogian
1. The paper is devoted to the general interest of the institution.
2. The paper should reflect student and faculty opinion based on
the sobered judgment of the staff—a staff made up of both
groups.
3. The paper is a medium of information to the general college
community.
4. Articles of student or faculty opinion must be signed by the
writer.
5. The paper will be managed according to standards of good
newspaper ethics.
THE WEST GEORGIAN
dampuA d^potiiaht
George Bernard Daniel, Jr .
( President, 4-H Club; Treasurer, Le Cercle
Francaiz; Chieftain; West Georgian; V.R.A.
Council; Veteran’s Club; Zeta Sigma Pi;
Dean’s List.)
To Mr. and Mrs. George Daniel, Sr., of Franklin,
Georgia, there was born on the seventeenth day of
May, 1927 a little boy, George, Jr.
His grammar school days were much the same as
that of other little boys—a main objective, keeping
his pockets filled with odds and ends—grub worms—
handy for fishing, bird eggs, a collection of marbles,
knives, and "buck-eyes,” leaving his 2x4 equals B’s”
and "Run Jack Run’s” with as little consideration as
Mother and Dad would allow.
George was graduated from Heard County High
School in the spring of 1944 —valedictorian of his
class.
He entered the University of Georgia the following
fall. In the spring of 1945, he donned "bell bottom
trousers” and sailed the Pacific, a gob in "this man’s
navy.” Immediately after discharge, he enrolled at
West Georgia and has become quite a "cog” in the
campus wheel.
His ambitions are merely intangible shadows as yet
but plans for materialization are well under way.
Teaching Spanish and French, entering law, and the
ministry are all brilliant achievements he plans to
make his.
Courtesy and consideration are important to George
and he practices what he preaches.
George declares he’s going to be a bachelor! (Won
der who will change his plans?) He’s just going to
play hard-to-get!
Black eyed peas rate A-l with George, fishing and
good looks rate second, and geographical study and
scenery third.
"There’s nothing distinctive about me,” he said, "ex
cept my laugh!” "People make fun of my ’horse
laugh’ but it’s perfectly normal and indicative of my
mood.”
Bravo, George! May next year find you at Emory
University as happy and successful as you are at dear
old W. G. C.
Barbara Ann Bishop
(President, VRA Council; Editor, Chieftain;
West Georgian; Le Cercle Francais; Choir.)
". . . . Baby girl . . . brown eyes . . . born to Mr.
and Mrs. W. M. Bishop, July 19, 1928 —perfectly
healthy yell!!” and so the pretty nurse in the stiff white
uniform closed the Record Book at Emory University
Hospital and took wee, wailing Bobbie to her mommy.
From the hospital Bobbie went to live in Decatur,
then Kirkwood, and finally East Point. Her wailing
evidently stopped at the hospital, for there never was a
more sunny dispositioned little girl, thinking of others
even as a little tot.
Barbara was active on the paper staff in high school,
active in MYF work in her church, president of the
Honor Society, and an honor graduate of Russell High
in 1945.
Barbara is brilliant, possesses poise, and is quite cap
able. Versality is an applicable word concerning this
young lady who hates rats, apricots, and essays, and
who is an ardent lover of classical music, who lives to
talk, and talk and talk, prefers being called "Bobbie
and considers her three year old sister, Maxine, the
"pride ’n’ joy” of her life.
Barbara collects miniature "what-nots” (Got any
you want to donate??)
Barbara’s dream man is 5 ft. 11, has black curly
hair and blue eyes, is a Christian, has a delightful sense
of humor, and—specifically speaking —goes to Tech
and answers when called "Gene.”
Next year will find Barbara at G.S.C.W., the fol
lowing at Emory Library School and finally she’ll be a
Librarian—loo% all right!
She says people always manage to bring up the fact
that she’s a "parsonage brat” or assume that the say
ing—"A preacher’s kid is the "worst in town” might
apply to her—Well—Barbara!
You’re okay—We, who know you, will back you
up in saying "There’s always an exception that proves
the rule” (or something!).
TUESDAY, MARCH 18, 1947