Lining up. The pillars of the Administration Building symbolized • the upward climb of Harding University throughout her years. In 1986, they took oft c;~ special meaning as we determined to climb "in line with excellence." - photo by John Radcliffe. S /I
IN LINE ITH Living From swings to musicals, activities and events allowed us tq experience Harding as only we could. page 6 Loving From the playing field to Bee Rock devotionals, social clubs found that unity grew from togetherness. page 56 Striving From locker rooms to high-fives, athletic competition demanded spirit, cooperation and sportsmanship. page 100 Planning From elections to deadlines, organizations offered learning experiences beyond the classroom. page 138 Winning From rewards to recognition, students excelled in a variety of areas. page 168 Learning From registration to graduation, students focused on education. page 188 From their classrooms to their living rooms, the faculty and staff personified involvement and concern felt for the students. page 252 From kittens to Wildcats, the Academy students experienced their own brand of the Harding education. page 290
In the tradition of Harding yearbook staffs past , we present to and for the students , faculty, and staff of Harding University , Searcy , Arkansas , their yearbook , The 1986 Petit Jean Volume 62 Karen L. Roseberry editor-in-chief Denise Johnston assistant editor Dr. Joseph E. Pryor adviser Jack Shock assistant adviser John Radcliffe head photographer Ex-x-x-cellent! In a gesture of excitement and achievement, Shelle Miller , a freshman from Springfield, Missouri, greets Bo Hill , a junior from Tupelo , Mississippi , as John Goodspeed, a senior from Pine Bluff, looks on. "High fives " flew up all over the Harding campus in 1985-86. They came to symbolize a way of life - a lifestyle in line with excellence . - photo by John Radcliffe .
2 Petit Jean e neither stood nor walked in line with excellence; we climbed in line with excellence. 1986 saw us, the individuals who made up Harding University, surge onto the scale of excellence in every area. A sometimes gradual, always persistent push upward brought Harding into the national level of recognition academically, athletically, and individually. The standard of excellence reached by the academic departments received recognition by the Commission on Institutions of Higher Education of the North Central Association of Colleges and Schools. In their report on Harding, they commended the institution on the high standards in the area of teacher/student relationships, financial strength, counseling and academic planning, campus upkeep, and alumni and placement programs . The athletic teams upheld this upward drive. Bisons brought home victory stacked on victory and ranked high in the national polls. Academics and athletics did not counter one another; at Harding, they climbed upward together. Not only did the individuals uplift the University, the University uplifted individuals. Spiritually we grew; from lilypool devotionals to the 62nd annual Harding University Lectureship we found vast opportunities offered to us to learn and grow in our relationships with God and one another. We used those opportunities to grow in friendship and love. We didn't, we couldn't climb alone. We took and, sometimes, carried each other. The "Texas Hug,' ' a mass circular hug traditionalized at the lilypool devos, only visually exaggerated the affection and love we felt for one another. We found that if we climbed together, hand in hand, the task became less steep. So we joined hands. Perhaps you can step into line with progress; we opted to climb in line with excellence. 4 -Karen Roseberry Ravaging Rome. Senior Gina Conner and juniors Keith Hedges and Tom Heffington admire the elaborate ceiling of St. John Luheran Church in Rome while at Harding University in Florence , Italy . - photo by Dennis Organ. ed~tor-in-chief Streams of color. Ev ie Green , the freshman representative for ]u Go ]u social club , p artri c ipates in the ceremonious wrapping of the May pole. Each spring the May Fete queen is crowned during Spring Sing weekend after the ceremony . - photo by ]ames McCreary.
Glow of love. Flaunting her n ew solitaire , Michelle Sutherland, a junior from Dallas , Texas , happily seals a marriage proposal from John Sullivan, a sophomore from Charleston Heights , South Carolina . - photo by Carla Thompson . Leisure Lawn. With books at hand, though not in use , Jeff Vaughn , and Carol Whistle , both freshmen , lounge on a blanket on the front lawn . The expansive and spacious area between the Administration Building and Heritage Dormitory, the front lawn , provided room enough for frisbee , football, and friends on warm fall days . - photo by Jeff Robinson. Chapel Chums. The daily mass exodus from chapel to the student center provides time to talk, see. friends , and stroll hand-in -hand. Jay Paul Jackson , a senior from Dyersburg, Tennessee, and Cheryl Reed, a sophomore from Paragould , take advantage of the walk to chat. - photo by John Radcliffe. Petit Jean 3
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Goin' to chapel. Dr. Raymond Muncy takes his daily excursion to chapel with associate Dr. Earl Cobill. __,;_ Photo by John Radcliffe . You really expect me to sign this. Tommy Harriman, a Kappa Sigma Kappa pledge , attempts to get Dr. Muncy 's signature in his pledgebook after his Western Civilization class. - Photo by Johnny Couch . Dedication 5
Studying in solitude. Amber Dykes, a junior from San Francisco , takes advantage of a little peace and quiet to cram for a Bible test. - photo by John Radcliffe. College Colors Three divisions of student life; swings, Spring Sing, and Pledging, all brought together in full color. page 8 - Campus Living The year of campus events highlighted for your pleasure and enjoyment. page 16 Local, world new Summary of the news around you, bound together on four full pages. page 52
arding University hummed with life in 1986. People from every race, creed, and culture combined to make one of the most impressive atmospheres on any Christian campus. Excited faces with outstretched arms welcomed friends back to school after the summer vacation. Almost ready to begin a new year, many students took advantage of registration days and set out to reacquaint themselves at Heber Springs. The reuniting experience started the school year on a positive note. Caring feelings vibrated among students and teachers alike. Unity of heart prevailed. The unity on campus was apparent at a glance; people from all corners of life, talked and shared time together on sidewalks, in swings, in dorm rooms. A certain comfort came from knowing that whoever you were, there was a place to fit in. Life at Harding took many different forms. Monday nights at Mazzio's, Lily Pool Devotionals (often without the Lily Pool), Harding swing talks, and club meetings brought a life in line with excellence. 4 -Amy Fisher section editor Don't judge a book by its cover. Senior Greg Cole talks to students about not jumping to conclusions about other pet.~ple during a Thursday evening devotional on the Benson steps. - photo by ]ames McCreary. Bored to sleep. After reading the first page of Organic Chemistry on a sleepy Sunday afternoon, Alex Addington, a junior from Bald Knob , joins hundreds of other students in a favorite hang-out - dreamland. - photo by Matt Wissinger.
Swinging Sentiments =,=-==-= Friendships and solitude found. in same peaceful place E xtend the first two fingers from each fist and cross them at the fingertips. Then point them downward and swing them. This action creates the sign for Harding University that is used by deaf communicators in the Arkansas area. It depicts a characteristic of Harding that has become well known. The swings that adorn the front lawn are a Harding trademark, but there is much more involved in the tradition than simply romance. History, friendship and spending time alone are also important to the tradition of the swings. "When you're down aryd you go sit in a swing, you can't help but smile. You can't help but be at " peace. But the tradition of the swings dates back to before the time couples were even allowed on campus. They were first built in the early 1920's when the campus still "Love is in the air." Sophomore Lawrence Underwood and his fiancee , Kim Fisher, are amused by a playful squirrel on the front lawn during a swing-sit. - photo by John Radcliffe . 10 Swinging belonged to Galloway, an all female school. Miss Ellen Key, a 1917 graduate of Galloway who lived in Searcy as a teacher and county librarian for many years, said the swings weren't there when she was a student, but appeared soon after. 'The girls didn't have the freedom to get around town," she said, "so the swings were built as a part of Galloway to give them some place to relax." When Harding acquired the campus in 1934, the swings were included. Harve Dykes, grandfather of Latina Dykes, secretary to the vice president of finance, continued the tradition of the swings at Harding. He was the superintendent of construction on the campus and in charge . of maintenance. He was the one responsible for the present design of the swings; once they had triangular sides. Dykes' son, J.L. began making the miniature swings that are available for sale in the bookstore. When he quit, Don England, professor of chemistry, continued the tradition. 'There were always people in the swing," Mrs. J.L. Dykes said. 'The only problem was there wasn't enough of them, since the kids didn't have much else to do." Meeting people and making friends is a special part of the swing tradition to senior Charlene Smith. "It's a sign of opening up. Some people may think you are upset and they come to talk to you. It's not like datey-datey. Its nothing to do with love, it's just friendship." "When you're down and you go sit in a swing, you can't help but smile," said sophomore Skye McCleod. 'The campus is gorgeous and when you swing you can't help but notice. You can't help but be at peace." Studying and praying are other activities that seem to be popular in a swing. Graduate student Eddie Madden said, "Especially during intercession, when it was hot, it was my favorite place to study and read." Junior Laverne Epps said, "I sit in a swing to pray because at night you can feel alone with God." Some people even sit in a swing to swing. "I swing to relax and get away," said senior Todd Wilson. "I swing, I don't just sit. I can sit in the Student Center. I like to get myself going and then put my feet up." Perhaps a common feeling about the swings was summed up by sophomore Shelly Evans, "Sit in the swings? I just don't do it often enough." 4 - Marti Hinds Crushing the swing. Wearing the famous "orange-crush " jersies, several members of Shantih social club rush a swing during womens' clubs open house. - photo by John Radcliffe.
Two for one. Kirk Bradford, a member of Chi Sigma Alpha, en joys the company Susan Carney , a junior from Lake Spring, Missouri , and Cin - dy Paugh , a junior from Overland Park, Kansas, on a beautiful, bright day . - photo by John Radcliffe. Swing-think. Time to study and daydream on a warm September afternoon is found by ]an Moreland , a sophomore member of Sigma Phi social club , as a good excuse to lounge in a swing. - photo by John Radcliffe . Swinging 11
Rhythm of '85 single spotlight fell on tuxedoclad pianist Mike Boustead while he played a simple line of melody. Polyphony ensued, the voices of hosts and hostesses Sharon Healy, Geannetta Walker, Brett Phillips, and Tim Dill joined in, and Bach took on a brave new beat with J. Warren Casey's arrangement of "Free Your Heart with a Song." Spring Sing 1985 officially bega~. The title theme "I Got Rhythm!" provided a strong basis throughout the show. Hosts and hostesses shined through with their individual rhythms on solo pieces, maintaining smooth transitions between club acts. Omega Phi, Phi Delta, and Tri Sigma opened the club acts with "Oxford Blues." Their preppy schoolgirl attire won them a third runner-up award in the costume department, and they also placed the same position in participation. After Sharon Healy's musicbox rendition of "Falling in Love Again," Alpha Omega and friends presented "Dream Quest," a modern-day fairytale of dreams come true. Then the rhythm of Brett Phillips swung to the syncopations of "Off Time." "A Spring Sing Show," performed by Shantih, Titans, and Kappa Tau Omega took its theme from the increasing number of generic products on the market today. It won the theme award, took first runner-up in music, costume, choreography, and thus won them first runner-up position in the sweepstakes award. Following a combined effort of the hosts and hostesses in "Mine" and a special number by the jazz band, Gata and Alpha Tau performed "It's a Dirty Job, but Somebody's Cotta Do It," describing the less-than glamorous plight of the janitor. A special visit to the "rhythm of the dark interior" closed out the first act. Academy teacher Craig Jones starred in this special enactment of a jungle hunt for the long lost Dr. Livingston. Act II opened, appropriately, with the jazz band playing "I Got Rhythm," and taking their cue, the hosts and hostesses . were next, "Spreadin' Rhythm Around." The beat grew stronger and reached its primitive peak with the number one show of the evening, "Our World Is Caving In" by Regina and Chi Sigma Alpha. Coming back from a break last year in their threeyear winning streak, Regina and Chi Sigs "went cavy" and captured first place in all areas but participation and theme: they placed first runner-up in both categories. Monkin' around. Juniors Debbie Burke and Daniel Stovall show the audience that they don 't really believe in "nun of that monkin around" during their award-winning show . 12 Spring Sing a Ko Jo Kai and Sub-T's "Dressed to Kill" fared well in the ratings, placing second or third runner-up in every area. Next, Tim Dill slowed the pace with his romantic ballad "Heart Don't Change My Mind." But Geannetta Walker immediately rejuvenated the jive with her rousing number, 'This Joint Is Jumpin' ." "Nun of this Mankin' Around," by Kappa Delta Kappa, Sigma Tau Sigma, and Chi Lambda Chi , was next. This clever presentation placed in every category, landing as fourth runner-up in the sweepstakes competition. Then, giving a foreign flavor to the show, the hosts and hostesses, along with a special dance ensemble, tangoed to the rhythm of Spain in "Alborada." Third runner-up in the club shows was Zeta Rho and TNT's "Well, It's About Time!" This show highlighted music of the twenties, fifties, and the eighties, ending the show on an upbeat. The night of excitement and fun ended with the traditional combined performance by the entire cast singing "United We Stand." And, although the evening of rhythm was over for the time, the beat continued, waiting to take shape and be heard once more in Spring Sing 1986. ·4 - Sheila Underwood Five foot two and eyes of blue. Sheryl Latimore , junior Speech Therap y major, from Memphis , Tennessee sings about those "roaring twenties " as TNT and Z eta Rho say "Wel, It 's About Time ".
Rhythm of the ivories. ]eanetta Walker, a junior from Buffalo , New York , won the crowd with her finesse and style in ''That Boogie Rhythm" during a host and hosteses feature School-girl days. The women of Tri Sigs, Omega Phi and Phi Delta try to convince the audience that "girls just wanna , have fun." "Oxford Blues " opened the Spring Sing '85 show. - photo by ~et's go caving. Chi Sigma Alpha caveman , Kirk B~adford, keeps his woman", ]ana Thompson , a member of Regina , in line with a tug of her hqir. -:-]ames McCreary Spring Sing 13
Dear Diary I'm pledging a club; is it worth it? Sunday afternoon: Sitting at my desk writing a letter home. Heard a knock at the door. Said, "Come in. " Sixty-eight young men ran into the room and squashed me into the bookcase. What will they do to me if I don' t accept this bid? They seemed so normal at the mixers. Sunday night: Met at the designated time and place with a group of nervouslooking guys. Some of them looked familiar. Some looked neurotic. Some looked away. One of the members got up and gave a rather rambling speech about the club history and various useless bits of knowledge. He then gave us our pledgebooks. It's mostly blank paper. Do we get academic credit for this week? Monday: Got up. I don't remember when, but the numbers on the clock were small. Stayed up late working on my pledgebook, nametags and self-esteem. My roommate looks funny when he sleeps. His mouth is wide open. Put lint in. It disappeared. This may have potential. Tuesday: Got up. Couldn't see the numbers on the clock. Put fly in room- Hung out in student center again. Girl mate's mouth. It disappeared. came trying to sell her phone number. I Went to morning inspection. Starting got her to pay me for taking it. to remember names. Problem is, the Pledgemaster liked that. Gave me merits. names I remember were used by Patton. I'm so excited. Scare myself. Another girl came by, said a weird little Hung out in the student center today, poem about "Tiss me Twick" or getting signatures and passing out gum. something. I recommend speech therapy. Had to go interview the bison the wall. Pledgemaster liked that. Gave me merits. He was very laid back. Told me to relax I'm so excited. and have a good time this week. Hard to Another girl came by , wanted me to take seriously anything said by a creature extol her queenly virtues and beauties. I with a Dentyne wrapper up his nose. reccomended plastic surgery. Next, had to go interview bison at table. Pledgemaster didn't like that. His sister. Found out she was my church date Took away my pledgebook. I'm so Wednesday night. I love my stupid. pledgemaster. Thursday: Got up. Looked at roomWednesday: Got up. Put wad of paper mate's sock. Couldn't do it. in roommate's mouth. It disappeared. Don't know how girls stand it. The Went to morning inspection. Didn't temperature beneath my skirt must have shave this morning. The strange been absolute zero. Don't think anpledgemaster with the whistle rubbed a drogyny is for me. cotton ball on my face. He cackled and Hope it all goes well Friday night. did a little jig. I don't see what's so funny . Called Mom tonight. Told her about the about looking like a cotton gin. club. She said they sound like "nice young Went to class today. Didn't like it. men." Mom thinks Stephen King is a Don't think I'll go again. "nice young man." I'm scared.J1lt - Todd Thompson Sing it one more time. Rose Ann Hawkins , Jeanna Mumey , and Nancy Graves , all freshmen OEGE pledges , belt out a song showing their pride in their club. -photo by Johnny Couch 14 Pledging Mud pie anyone? Kristi McCartney , a GATA pledge , makes her MUDD sign in preparation for Silly Day. -photo by Johnny Couch
You want me to do what? Sheila Unden.vood, a sophomore Regina princess, patiently waits to be introduced so she can blow her duck call in competition for the annual queen for a day pageant. -photo by Jeff Robinson Give me your poor, your tired, and your weak. Terran ce Talley , a junior Chi Sigma Alpha pledge, gives his imitation of the Statue of Liberty , as the GA TA Mudds reverence him . - photo by Wes Holland Pledging 15
Homecoming 1985 ===Friendships are renewed through Homecoming events A !though the Bisons were not able to come away with a victory, many of the other activities went off without a hitch as Harding celebrated Homecoming 1985 with what was truly "A Musical Weekend." The Music and Communication Departments combined to present two outstanding performances of 'The Music Man." Full houses were on hand to witness each show. Reunions took place all over Searcy throughout the weekend as friendships were rekindled and trips down Memory Lane were commonplace. The focus of everyone's attention turned toward Alumni Field later in the afternoon as the Bisons were playing host to the University of Arkansas at Monticello Boll Weevils. The Bisons were playing in their 27th annual Homecoming clash. Harding fell behind early in the game but fought back to within one point at 21-20 with: 54 left in the game, but Mannie Lowery was forced out of bounds as Harding was trying a two-point conversion. "We made too many mistakes in the game," head coach John Prock said after the game. "We did not capitalize on the scoring opportunities that we had in the game." As Sheryl Latimore, a junior from Bison on the run! Bison Mannie Lowery takes the ball against the University of Monticello Bollweevils in the football game. -photo by Johnny Couch. 18 Homecoming Memphis, reigned as the Homecoming queen, over 6,000 were in attendance for the ballgame, making it one of the larger crowds in recent history. Also serving on the court with Latimore was Sandra Garner, a junior from Greenville, Ill., and Kellee Citty, a senior from Searcy, Ark. Special groups who came together were the class of 1935, which was celebrating their 50th anniversary, and the class of 1960, coming together for their 25th re-- union. With a near perfect weekend of weather, Homecoming 1985 was indeed "A Musical Weekend." 11Jl Go Bisons Go! Jennifer Puckett, a freshman from Bentonville, Arkansas, gets the crowd "fired up" through the antics of the school mascot, the Bison. - photo by Johnny Couch .
Congratulations Sheryl! Sheryl Latimore , a junior speech pathology major from Memphis , Tennessee , was crowned 1985 Homecoming queen , and is congratulated by Sandra Garner and Kellee Citty , the other two queen nominees . - photo by John Radcliffe. ''Wanna hoola-hoop?" Angela McDonough, a senior from Enterprise , Alabama, asks her escort if he wants to hoola hoop , during Homecoming court presentation in chapel. Angela was chosen as represen - tative of the senior class . - photo by John Radcliffe. The Blues Brothers? Jim Henderson and Richard King, both teachers at Harding, make their appearance as a peculiar Dan Ackrod and John Belushi during a pep rallly the night before the Homecoming game. - photo by John Radcliffe . Brrrr it's freezing. Being in the Homecoming court isn 't all smiles and excitement as is evident by the expressions on the faces of these four girls. Queen nominees, Kellee Citty and Sandra Gamer, and the queen herself, Sheryl Latimore, are joined by Jeanie Shipp , junior class representative . - photo by John Radcliffe . Homecoming 19
The Music Man 1985 Homecoming play signifies success T he highlight of the 1985 Homecoming "Musical Weekend" was the production of "The Music Man." Junior Brad Carter and senior Lisa Lemmon played the lead roles of Professor Harold Hill and Marian, the librarian. The plot revolved around a scheme by Hill, a conman, to stir the sleepy Iowa town of River City to action against the corruption of its youth by proposing to form a boy's band. The citizens are taken by Hill and plan excitedly for the band. An advocate of the "think" method, Hill teaches music by having the children think the tune. Aided by Marcellus, played by Jay Walls, Hill fully intends to slip away with the townspeople's money without ever directing the band. Hill is drawn by the standoffish charm of the town librarian and music teacher , Marian Paroo. He wins her, bringing hope and joy to her single life. His attention to Marian costs Hill his freedom as the angry townspeople catch him before he can escape . In spite of Marian's soliloquy in Hill's defense, the cit izens tum against him. The "think" method saves the day. The children of River City interrupt Hill's trial dressed in their new uniforms and carrying their new instruments. To the amazement of the crowd, Hill leads the band in a recognizable "Minuet in G, " thus saving Marian's pride and his own neck. Cast mostly from the families of faculty members, the children were the highlight of the show. Jan Miller, who choreographed and directed the children's roles, said, "They were very talented and cooperative. They have gotten an experience in drama that they will never forget." "After the play was choreographed," Miller said, "we tried to fill in the dead spots with games children would have actually played." The players fit their respective roles well. "I think they typecast the whole show," said Lemmon . "I am a lot like Marian in a lot of ways and it came naturally." The produc t ion ' s d irector, Robin Miller, was especially pleased with the lead roles . "I was pleased with the chemistry between Brad and Lisa. It showed up consistently in the performance. " Sound played a major role in the success of the production. The addition of two large speakers to the side of the stage, as well as four cordless mikes placed on the principal actors, helped the players project to the entire audience. "Sound was better this year because we agreed at the beginning to significantly improve it ," said Arthur Shearin, music director. "The orchestra was exceptionally good," he said. "I was pleased that all the players came from Harding's student body and staff. " "The sound was solid," said Miller. 'We had full orchestration, exactly what the show was written for ." "As far as audience appeal, " Miller concluded, "It was one of the most enjoyable and entertaining shows Harding has ever produced . I didn' t feel like there was a weak link in the entire show." 1m Sing it out. Laura Davidson , a senior Music Education major from Judson ia, Arkansas sings a solo , while playing Maud Dunlop in the Homecoming play, "The Music Man " - photo by John Radcliffe . 20 Homecoming Musical
"Capital T, that rhymes with P, and that stands for pool." Brad Carter, a junior from Cloverdale, Indiana , plays the part of Professor Hill and warns the townspeople of the trouble. that a pool table can bring. - photo by John Radcliffe. Goodnight my someone. Marion Paroo, played by Lisa Lemmon , a senior from Switzerland, Florida , tells her "special someone" goodnight with the help of Amaryllis, played by Sharla Bruner. - photo by John Radcliffe. Four-part harmony. Mike Anderson, Robert Ritter, Mike Davis, and Mark Brown give us some of that good ol' Barber Shop quartet singing . The quartet made appearances throughout the play , and proved Professor Hill 's theory, that once they sang together they would be great friends . - photo by John Radcliffe. Homecoming Musical 21
Life After Curfew Wild antics behind late night dorm life A t the outset of the school year, my new roommate and I had a serious discussion. I took the initiative, letting her know that I like to abide by Benjamin Franklin's advice, "Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise." Only I'm willing to settle for twothirds of the reward, so I try not to take the "early to rise" part too literally. The point was, I needed my sleep, and I wanted her to know from the start that I intended to be in bed by midnight every night. My declaration was accepted with an unexpectedly positive response. She, too, believed in seven hours of sleep each night and didn't want to become the typical college student who went around in a trance half the day. Our hearts and minds in agreement, we shook hands to solemnize our noble intentions. Little did we dream what our futures held in store. Students who have sat through six hours of classes plus chapel, attended club meetings, participated in intramural sports, spent time in a practice room or art studio, and have spent some quality goof-off time during the course of a day should be tired by the time curfew arrives. It just makes sense. But college students are victims of a baffling phenomenon which I call "curfew compulsion." They go to their rooms tired and with blissful visions of themselves sound asleep on their pillows and suddenly the compulsion overcomes them. They feel a sudden burst of energy, and they are transformed. The word logic no longer holds meaning for them. My roommate and I were no exception to this phenomenon. The first week of school we put our resolution on hold, realizing that we needed to become acquainted with our neighbors, and accepting the fact that most of them weren't in their rooms until curfew. The next week we were forced to stay up late, catching up on the homework we'd missed by socializing too much the week before. By the third week, we were so full of new experiences to talk about, we stayed up past midnight just talking to each other. Finally, after pledge week, my roommate and I resigned ourselves to the fact that getting to bed by midnight was an unrealistic fantasy. Accepting this fact made life much richer. I delved full-force into the wonderful world of life after curfew, and discovered that although curfew, to some may signal the end of the day, to others it actually signals the beginning of a whole new existence. The curfew compulsion manifests itself in many different forms, and very few people are immune to its effects. It exhibits itself in the kitchen where girls will spend hours baking cookies for special friends. It can likewise be found in the dorm room where even more girls have succombed to the succulence of their culinary successes and are engaging in the ever-popular "pigout party." The compulsion doesn't always result in negative physical effects, however. I've found that it is not uncommon in my dorm to see girls jogging through the hallways at 1:00 in the morning. A friend in another dorm reported that in her neck of the woods, there is even an avid aftercurfew bicycler! Well, I haven't been to bed before one o'clock yet, except for one night after an all-nighter. And with no intended disrespect to Ben Franklin, I can't tell that either my health or my economic status has been severely affected. As far as becoming wise goes - I guess my success in that depends on who is defining wisdom. As far as I'm concerned, I wouldn't trade my adventures in the wild world of life after curfew for anything. (Except maybe one night with eight hours of sleep?) 4 - Sheila Underwood Did you know that ... Kim McGuire and friends congregate on a bed to talk over the day 's events. The late night talks that occur throughout the dorms are probably the most popular after curfew events. -photo by Kelly Holaday. Yes Mom, we do study! Thressea Harrison, a senior from Cloverdale, Indiana, demonstrates how to study - only after everything else has stopped. - photo by Kelly Holaday. 22 Life After Curfew
Escape! Some students will try anything to get out of the dorm after curfew, as Mike Carter from Cloverdale , Indiana , proves as he trys to scale the walls of Harbin Hall. - photo by Danny Meeks. Woman of many talents. Courtney Cheyne, a freshman from Granbury , Texas , proves that a woman can do many things at one time . She demonstrates listening to tapes, eating, talking on the phone , and snoozing . -photo by Kelly Holaday. Sign in! Todd Kirby, a senior R.A. (Resident Assistant), nails Mark Story as he comes in a few minutes after curfew. Mark , a sophomore, counts those fate minutes carefully. -photo by Danny Meeks. Life After Curfew 23
24 Spiritual Life
- photo by Ron Pacheco . a letter iend Christian friendships last forever Last Monday night at Mazzio 's, I watched you. You almost caught me twice, but I turned away just in time. I feared you would see the glint of tears in my eyes. May is just too close. So many of us sat there, as our tradition demanded, eating stringy, hot pizza. So much laughter, touching, and love surrounded me - I'll feel a little sad on Monday nights after we've parted. Then Tuesday in the student center you hugged me for no reason. Those are the best kind of hugs, "no reason" hugs. But even at 8:45 in the morning, we both knew the reason. Then, on my least favorite chapel day, a hurting realization hit me when, for the last time, I heard the "this is the final day to drop classes" announcement among the usual Wednesday dozen. Knowing that this marked one of the last days we would sit in chapel, hit me harder. I never believed those who said I would miss chapel... until today. After chapel that day, just like you knew I would, I checked my mail. right 27, left 42, right 49, I expected a black hole, bills, or bulletins. I found a loudyellow note with clashing red ink on it. I could almost hear you saying the words you had written. I laughed aloud; you write the silliest things. I don't know why my chest felt so heavy when I folded up the paper . I'll save it along with the Hershey's kiss you gave me so casually once. (Does chocolate mold?) Are Thursdays as special to you as they are to me? A lighter classload, the beginning of the downhill slide to the weekend - so many good things come on Thursday . My favorite part of all ends the day, the devotional. You are always there. Sometimes I can tell, just by looking at you, that you too feel the bond, the closeness we share in our unity with the Trinity. I can see the Father's love in many eyes; I know the Son through several hearts; I feel the Comforter in hugs, especially yours. I always sleep easier on Thursday nights. But tonight- tonight I can' t sleep. so many things flitter through my mind, but, most of all, I keep thinking of the banquet. I handled the evening well, until your voice cracked once. I regained my composure ...until the slide show. (I honestly believe whoever started showing slides at banquets enjoyed watching seniors crumble.) That final song during the slides, I've heard it so often this year . Tonight, unlike the other times, it cut to my heart. You'll always come to my mind when I hear it. I'll miss being with you - I'll miss you being with me when it plays. My tears tonight when the song ended fell for you. I gave you part of my heart tonight to take with you. Nothing will ever fill that void until you return. You will return, I know. "Friends are friends forever, if the Lord's the Lord of them. And a friend will not say never cause the welcome will not end. Though it's hard to let you go, in the Father's hands we know, A lifetime's not too long to live as friends." Take care, my forever friend . - Karen Roseberry Spiritual Life 25
Scoping Harding-style Finding fun is easy if you know where to look t really does happen here at · Harding. Everywhere. It happens in the cafeteria, the student center, the library. It occurs in chapel, church, campus movies and at all sporting events. It is done in the laundrymat, on the front lawn, and from the second floor windows of all buildings on campus. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Harding scope. Please, feign not shock or disbelief, for you know quite well that this is an integral part of your life. Being the vibrant youth which you are, you are constantly aware of the examples of the opposite sex which spin in, through, and out of your life every minute of every day. And as they spin through, you check them out. This is the scope, and its forms are many. Take, for instance, the innocuous setting of the library. Picture a young man at a table in the periodical reading room. His position is such that he can see clearly all those who enter and exit the room. The book is propped up on the table partially obscuring his face . His look is intense. A young woman enters the room. His eyes dart up over the book to lock on her as she makes her way to a table. His mind is whirring, filing bits of data, retreiving others, until she is cataloged and secured in his mind. His eyes are still fixed on her ... wait, she's looking up . . . she sees him . . . eye contact is made. The scope is over. What Table talk. Freshman Stephanie Elchuch , sophomore Suzan Henson, and junior Janice Ogburn, chit chat while sitting at the Mexican Aid table set up by Campus Ministry in the Student Center, a popular place to socialize. photo by Jeff Robinson . 26 Scoping we now have is an encounter, which is entirely different, and, in most cases, is never followed up. Scoping is not at all limited to the males. In fact, the women are constantly scoping guys, no matter the situation. Case in point: A young man who leads in church or chapel. The second he approaches the podium, every female in the building is rating him. Shamelessly. The following is a glimpse into the thoughts of a young lady as she observes the young man on display. "OK, nice approach. Confident. Pretty tie. Maybe a lighter shade of red would be nicer. Nice hair, too. Oh, wow, nice speaking voice. He announced the number twice. Good. Here's the important part . . . oh . . . well, maybe he just had surgery. Nice suit though. Now, that guy sitting on the left ..." Ah, young ladies, am I correct? The scope is a many faceted ordeal. Sometimes the scopee is quite aware that he or she is under observation and this tends to alter behavior in a most peculiar manner. For example, we all know that whenever anyone ascends or descends the bleachers at a sporting event all eyes are on, not the game but the party climbing about in front of us. When thousands of eyes are turned upon a person, certain alterations take place. In males, the chest juts out the shoulders are thrown back and the aggressive swagger is adopted. In females, the walk takes on a bit more, ah, personality and rhythm than usual. If you do not believe , watch closely at the next game . The cheerleaders are not the only ones putting on a show. Scoping at ground level is fun, but for the scoping purist, altitude is a must. Hence the scope from the second floor of the Bible building. This height advantage has many blessings, not the least of which is anonymity. Also, the panoramic view is awe inspiring . The scope angle includes the library, the entire front lawn and the approaches from all the women's dorms. Truly a perfect scope. The student center scope is the most basic of all scopes. So basic that high school students test their skill there during Spring Sing weekend. They always miss the entire purpose of the scope, that of anonymous observance. A high school student scope is characterized by loud giggling, a noticeable amount of winking and nudging and audible salivation. Totally without class. We have merely taken a glimpse at the wonderful world of scoping. The tip of the iceburg, as it were. There still remain the Wendy's drive thru scope, the chapel balcony scope, and the cinemascope, the latter being the act of checking out everyone else's date at a movie. Taking all this into consideration, it is apparent that the scope is universal. It is in every aspect of our lives, and it is a beautiful thing. Treat it with respect. Be aware of its power. And remember- a scope is a terrible thing to waste. 4 - by Todd Thompson
Mazzio mania! Scoping is at its height every Monday night when males and females alike turn out in droves to indulge in pizza galore! Eddie f1adden, Todd Gentry and Tony Gentry entertam their friends on one such night. - photo by Karen Roseberry . What's the latest? Freshman Tina Britton and freshman Mark Moore both from Michigan, scope the club boxes to find out the latest. photo by Jeff Robinson. Mail call! A favorite scoping place, the mail room, provides the perfect opportunity to see many friends since everyone checks their mail at least twice a day. -staff photo. Scoping 27
The ''Lily ool'' Students find encouragement through attendance T here were certain things at Harding that you just didn't question. My roommate habitually went to the library to study and left her books in the room. I didn't ask. Fifty girls in suntan oil crowded Cathcart deck on February twelfth. I said nothing. Half the student body spent the year munching the nights away only to crash out between every class, and during some. Sense? We did not demand sense - we accepted and continued on. At first I thought it was a fluke. They announced the lilypool devo to take place on the Benson steps. Fine, thought t perhaps it is due to the sacriligious stench rising from the growing slime on the water. The next week we met in 'Heritage lobby and then back to the Benson steps. Oh, of course! We couldn't meet at the lilypool because of the recent soapsud slimicide attempt. At one point I was sure that it was due to the skinned and blooddrained cat left floating in the water by a pack of biology majors. Well, as it seems, it eventually migrated to the recording studio and settled there on at least a semipermanent basis. Once I went to the recording studio and found a note taped to the door. LILYPOOL DEVO MOVED TO THE LILYPOOL. During the devotional I heard two seniors muttering behind me, "What'd they have it here for? That's stupid." Like I said, some things you simply did not question. One of my most vivid memories is of one "spontaneous devo" night when I was trying to follow Jerry Savage's speedsinging version of "When We All Get to Heaven" while chewing two pieces of jumbo double bubble. At one point I nearly choked, and I'm almost sure that several people cast me cutting glares. Embarrassed, I hunted in fervent silence for a way to dispose of it. Finding nothing, I contemplated swallowing it only to be rescued by my survival instinct. Finally, I discreetly removed the blob and held it quietly in my hand. The song ended and Jerry bounded to his feet. "Ok folks, let's all stand up and grab each other's hands for this next one!" Thanks, Jerry. In panic, I stuck it to the floor only to realize during the next song that the boy beside me could not keep his eyes off the pink strand dangling from the end of my finger. I smiled demurely at him and sang on. When we sat back down, 1 caretully sat on - without actually sitting on - the piece of gum. In the meantime, a host of late-comers had gathered in the doorway finding no entrance through the crowd of cross-legged warblers. So, of course, Jumping Jerry, full of smiles, lept to his fet insisting that we all move in about ten feet. Fine. I grabbed my gum and began to scoot, only to notice a thin layer of goo which had not come with me. I was honestly sorry for the thin, retiring boy who sat in my place. As the devo neared it's close, I foresaw the inevitable hand-holding finale of "A Common Love." My mind quickly sc~nned the alternatives and then covered them again. I could put the gum back on the Comfort counts. The informal atmosphere of a Lily Pool devotional encourages students in attendance throughout the semester. Ellen Richardson and Robyn Phillips, both of Memphis, Tennessee , display two of the many "comfort " positions. - photo by Danny Meeks. 28 Lily Pool Devotional floor. No, too much guilt involved. I could refuse to hold the hand of the boy next to me. No, too many social repercussions. My only two options left were to either make a mad dash for the door muttering "curfew, curfew," or to simply resume chewing it. I chose the last, only to realize that even that might be impossible. Each finger was quite securely clamped to the other in a permanent fist. Fast and furiously, I worked it into a ball and popped the only slightly gritty mass into my mouth just before the cue to stand and sing. Attempting to hold hands loosely, I glanced over at the boy beside me to find him looking at me with eyes gleaming, not with mirth, but with tears! He smiled a brotherly-affectionate smile and squeezed my hand in a loving grip. The song swelled in volume and filled the room as hundreds of people lifted their voices in harmony. All clubs and all · classes were holding hands, some arm-inarm, all smiling and full of love for the others. "Now this is what Harding is all about!" I thought. The song ended and as we prayed, I realized that God really was there, right in the midst of us; and, although many had tests the next day, they had chosen to meet together simply because they had wanted to. I thanked the Lord silently for the chance to stand together with so many Christians, and decided not to worry about how to let go of the hand in mine. J1t - Laura M. Daniel
In awe·. Freshmen Cordelia Suter, from Richterswil, Switzerland, and David Dearin , from Ames, Iowa , listen attentively as Bill Kendrat, a graduate student from New York , talks about the land of "Warm Fuzzies." Kendrat's "fairytale" filled with spiritual symbolism fascinated and encouraged hundreds of students . - photo by Danny Meeks. Lift up thy voice. A group of students sing praises to God during one of the weekly Lilypool devotionals. Although most of the devotionals were never held at the Lilypool , tradition held that they be called that. - photo by Danny Meeks. Lily Pool Devotional 29
30 Classroom Antics Precision decision. Michael Grantham, a freshman from New York, listens to music to help the time fly by while drawing in art class. - photo by John Radcliffe.
ss oom antics How much attention do teachers really have? Y ou remember the class - everybody had at least one. Survey of the Obscure Works of Josephus, Introduction to Toe Weaving, Horticulture 114, or, best of all, Trigonometry Made Simple. I always sort of felt for the teacher who must have known that the very title of his class screamed JOKE. I wondered if he was even faintly aware that his students were quite seriously engaged in learning avoidance - that, for them, the class became an innate intelligence test - a measure of their test-taking ability in the complete absence of subject knowledge . I always suspected at least a partial awareness on his part, because he never tried to give us an essay exam. I really don't think he dared. Since class attendance was required. mental, rather than physical absence, was necessary in order to insure zero cornprehension. Among the most widely used methods was the common and somewhat useful Sleep Approach. It was, at times, quite pleasant, combining the assets of refreshment, seeming lecture speed, and minimal absorption. The risk factor was quite high, however. Once, when we were all being peacefully lulled into oblivion by the hypnotizing hum of a fluorescent light, we were abruptly awakened by what sounded like a gunshot . It was, in fact, the sudden, cracking impact of skull on desk - the sad misfortune of one who had not yet mastered the art of sustained semiconsciousness. Another drawback to the Sleep Approach included the mild embarrassment resulting from uncontrolled snoring , mumbling, drooling, and otherwise unattractive facial contortions. And how could we forget the famous Artistic Approach? My favorite was the "Portrait of a Professor, " done with my Bic Biro Medium Point in black. The trick was in willing him to stay in one place and in catching his eyebrow in that characteristic lift. This method was most effective when five or more students were all concentrating on one piece of art work, sending periodic notes of approval and/or correction. "Good, but he's got less hair than that." "Don't forget the wart on his eyelid," or 'Trn sure his nostrils flare a little more." This would pass the time in even the most dreary class. Indeed, some of my greatest works of art were inspired while suffering through some such educational malignancy. Although the Artistic Approach was aesthetically rewarding, there were other tactics which proved far more effective in direct information blockage. For me, the Note-passing Technique was the best, due to the complex nature of transportation strategies. Getting the notes back and forth across two rows of droolers, three painters, six snackers , and a desk carver was always an engineering feat. The network of silent, ever-industrious avoidance tactics never ceased to amaze me. J2tt - by Laura Daniel "Class-ified." Junior Jon Wood , and Sophomore Randy Wood , both from ~ittie Rock, flip through the Bison , checking out the Campusology dunng a other stimulating lecture . - photo by Amy Fisher. Snoozing the time away! Keith Carringer, a junior from Knoxville, Termessee takes a nap, or could it be notes? No way! - photo by Amy Fisher. Classroom Antics 31
The Great Wall. The Orient is a place of mystery and intrigue as Dr. Joseph Pryor, and his wife Bessie Mae, discovered on their trip. The Great Wall of China winds along the terrain like a snake . -staff photo . Arch of Triumph. Eddie Madden 's international summer included a trip to Paris , France , where he saw such well known sites as the Arch of Triumph and the Eiffel Tower. - photo by Eddie Madden. The Mosque of Sultan Ahmet. Surrounded by the beautiful landscape of Istanbul , Turkey , the Blue Mosque , as it is more commonly called, presents a look of elegance , as its towers shoot toward the sky. - photo by Eddie Madden .' 32 International Summers
Inter ational Summers Students and teachers see the world during summer. L ast summer scores of Harding students and faculty scattered all over th.e world to par- . ticipate in campaigns, work, research, or just travel. Working with already located missionaries, campaign groups carried on mission work in both Western and Eastern Europe, Venezuela, Scotland, England , Australia, Africa , and St. Croix in the Virgin Islands. Some of the groups, such as those working in English-speaking countries, actually conducted personal Bible studies, while others concentrated on handing out reading material. Travelling abroad on campaigns gave students a chance to fall in love with the people and customs of another culture. Carla Crouch, who participated in Italian campaigns last summer, stated, "Since HUF provided an introduction to Italy , my campaign trip two years later was like visiting an old friend. The sights were the same: handsome men, beautiful country, flocking pigeons; and the smells were just as I remembered, from the pasta and hard rolls at every meal, to the vilest restrooms on every train. Italy is familiar to me, and I feel lik~ an authority on tha t sub ject ." Campaigns did not provide the only opportunity for travel, though. Med ical mission operations in both Nigeria and Panama gave about 20 nursing students the chance both to travel and to practice nursing . Some faculty members went abroad for professional reasons . Dr. Evan Ulrey travelled in Zambia, Kenya, and Nigeria, visiting churches supported by the College Church . Coach Ted Lloyd stayed in Kobe, Japan, for 10 days as assistant manager of the U.S. women's track team at the World University Games and also visited Kyoto and O saka, and rode the bullet train. Similarly, Dr. Bob McKelvain travell ed in G ermany, Switzerland, France, and Canada as psychologist for the U.S. Union Olympic gymnastic team. Dr. Ray Muncy, chairman of the history department, attended the International Conference of Kibbutz and Communes Researchers at the University of Tel Aviv , and was also able to live at a Kibbutz for several days. Travelling the Orient, Dr. Joe and Bessie Mae Pryor walked the Great Wall of China and saw Mt. Fugi and the Imperial Palace in Japan . Dr . Cliff Ganus III led 3 7 members of the Chorale through eight European countries on a singing tour, and President and Mrs. Ganus visi ted Italy and several South American countries. Still others were able to travel overseas just for fun . Many students stayed after their campaigns had finished in order to si ghtsee . Eddie Madden, Mark Dillingham, Clark Sutherland and several other students travelled for over a month in a rented car through France, Switzerland, Italy , Greece, Turkey and Yugoslavia . Suzie Shepherd and Connie Hill travelled together through the U.S.S.R ., and Kevin Fuchs and Jim O 'Briant explored South Africa. The adventures these and other students encountered were too numerous to lista Safari in Kenya. Dr. Evan Ul rey , professor of comm u nication at Harding, and son Robert, take a break in their v isitation of mission points , to experience Masai-Mara game preserve , a photographic safari . A t the t ime of the picture the Ul rey 's were enroute from Nairobi , Kenya, to Zam bi a. photo by Dr. Evan Ul rey . International Summers 33
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