’age Two
The Clarion
Wednesday, April 30, 1986
Editorial Page
What I Hopedr
The Clarion Would Be
by Kim Ormand
I have been sitting here in my room now for a couple of hours thinking
about the Clarion. When I decided to apply for the position of Editor, I
realized that I would definitely have a few headaches ahead. But I also
realized that it was something I really wanted to do. I have this certain
image of what a college newspaper should be and I wanted the Clarion to
become my image.
Now, before I go any further, I would like to state that by no means am
I a Lois Lane or anything like that. Before I was granted the honor of be
ing Editor, my newsaper know-how was limited to the short amount of
time I spent on the papers during high school and middle school and the
various episodes of Lou Grant. But I was excited about the prospect of
actually getting to learn along with everyone else. I eagerly signed up
for the journalism course and went home to good ol’ Laurinburg, N.C. to
spend my summer perfecting my plans for the paper as well as working
on my vision.
What is this vision, you ask? I have always thought that a college
newpaper should be a paper filled with news, features, sports-anything
pertaining to the school. But I also strongly believe that a college should
not be so completely cut off that it forgets the outside world. But no one
wants to see the same old headlines adorning their own paper. Thus, I
thought of a simple solution. The paper should cover national or world
news as it pertains to the college. This could include any such changes
as in the drinkings laws (I’d sure like to see how BC is going to handle
that little problem next year) or even the airline strikes. The core of the
paper should be, however, the school itself. I think the paper should be
open and not afraid of a little bit of controversy. I do not think the paper
should prophesize trouble but should report it. I also think there should
be plenty of features, pictures, and creativity.
Well, that is my vision of what a college newspaper should be and that
is what I set out to do. I don’t know how much, if any, of it got ac
complished but that’s what was attempted. As you are probably aware
3f by now, the Clarion staff has dwindled over the semester due to many
i^alid reasons. I truly appreciate anyone that has every helped us with
From The Advisor
by Mr. Ken Chamlee
For the past eight years it has been my
>rivilege to oversee the production of
irevard’s student newspaper. During that
ime, six different editors and their staffs
lave put out nearly 100 issues of The
;;iarion. From our rather humble origins
4-page, twice-monthly paper) some
•ather big things have happened. We have
::iarion alumni who are currently enrolled
n some of the top journalism schools in the
iouth, and others who have already finish-
;d their degrees. There are former staf-
ers who are writing professionally for big-
'ity papers, and others with good jobs in
jublic information.
I wish I could claim that the success of
these editors and staffers was due to their
journalism instruction at Brevard, but I
cannot. Most of what I know about jour
nalism I learned side-by-side with my
students. What I can claim, for myself as
well as them, is the benefit of practical ex
perience, learning by doing.
Such a philosophy is risky at best, and
our rough edges have shown from time to
time. Such an approach would not be ad
visable for just any practice, say, for ex
ample, brain surgery. But I am ap
preciative to the administrations who left
us alone to get into and out of our own
the paper. I wish you could have continued working with us but a deci
sion like that is, of course, up to the individual. I don’t know what I
would have done without my Assistant Editor
though. She is an excellent writer and one of the best friends I have ever
had. I must also thank Mr. Chamlee for his support and patience as well
as Mr. and Mrs. Jackson for their help with those blasted pictures.
I’ve just realized something. I have written one of those sentimen
talized let’s thank-everyone-and-their-mother-while-reflecting kind of
editorial that I swore I would never write. Oh well, I guess it was
unavoidable. But I absolutely and positively refuse to end on a “hey I’ve
loved every minute of it” kind of thing because it is not true and because
that is not me. There are many things about Brevard I do not like and
will not pretend to like. But I have written my little editorials to take
care of these feelings so that is that. All in all it has been good and I have
been as happy as I’ve chosen to be-1 can’t ask for much more.
Asst. Editor’s Comment
by Bonnie Davis
As I sit here typing my first Assistant
Editorial comment, (hubba hubba) many
things begin to wander through my mind
because I’m not quite sure what to say or
how to say it. No, no, it’s not because I’m
mentally deficient or a bubble head. (No
smart remarks from the peanut gallery on
that one please.) It’s because there is a lot
to be commented on and not enough time
or space. But let me say it now or forever
hold my peace.
First I will say that I’ve enjoyed my
position as asst, editor of the Clarion.
Please note that there is a “t” on the end of
asst, before there is any further confusion
on the matter! I’ve dealt with the hard
work, the split personality of advisor Ken
Chamlee, and the frantic whirlwind that
my buddy Kim can often be. Through all of
this I’ve managed to maintain what little
sanity I have and they have too consider
ing they’ve had to put up with the likes of
me. In retrospect, (that one’s for you Dr.
Truesdale) I feel that though the Clarion
has had its ups and downs, it has also seen
a very successful year. No applause
please—^just money!!
All in all. I’ve had a fine, good time
working for the paper—I only wish that
others could have felt the same way Kim
and I do about it. I like to think of us as The
Lone Ranger/Tonto duo, only in female
garb, for Kim Ormand is indeed
Kemosabe( which means “trusted
friend”in American lingo) to me. So, High
ho Silver! And away! Translated this
means—see ya’ll next year right here in
the Clarion. Okay, okay, so it got a little
corny—I could have gotten all wishy-
washy instead.
Letters to Editor
messes. As evidence that we have pro
gressed, I salute the editors and staffs of
the past three years who won successive
national recognition for their Clarion
work.
The Clarion will, no doubt, get better and
better. Brevard is extremely fortunate to
have someone with the credentials of Jock
Lauterer, who will be advising the paper
and teaching journalism next fall. It is
quite gratifying for me to look ahead, and,
especially after the excellent paper this
year, to reflect.
Kim Ormand has, simply, been the most
professional and dedicated editor I have
worked with. This is not to slight the others
in any way, but Kim’s vision of what a
campus paper should be, her concern for
local, national, and world issues, and her
intense desire to put out a better issue each
time prompt me to give her this acclaim.
And she has done this with minimal staff
support. I will hasten to credit the assis
tant editor, Bonnie Davis, for her vigilance
and productivity. The two of them have
proved a remarkable team.
In turning my attentions more toward
the Chiaroscuro, I will, no doubt, feel odd
seeing the Clarion “mysteriously appear”
on Wednesdays next year. But I will know
what Jock, Bonnie, and the staff have been
up to. Best of luck, guys.
Dear Editor:
Being a student at Brevard has made a
major difference in my first two years of
college. I have enjoyed and appreciated
the opportunity to make a contribution to
the Brevard College community. I have
especially enjoyed the experience I have
gained and the friends that I have made
from being a student leader.
I think that Brevard is a great place and
I will miss it very much when I leave in
May. Of course no school is perfect and
Brevard has a few flaws, but all in all, I
think that it is a good place to spend the
first two years of college. I especially
want to praise the faculty and staff for
their devotion and genuine concern
towards the students. Brevard is lucky to
have people like Dr. Greer and Dean Scar
borough who really care about the
students. When I go on to a larger school, I
will surely miss the individual care and at
tention that I have received at Brevard.
Most people do not fully appreciate what
they have until they no longer have it.
Such is the case with Brevard College and
me. I will miss Brevard—it’s been good to
me.
Sincerely,
Annie Fisher
Dear Editor:
Not until I began visiting other schools
did I realize how much I have enjoyed be
ing at Brevard. Brevard has been a great
place for me because of the people I’ve
met and the special friends I’ve made. I’ve
learned a lot here and gotten the oppor
tunity to do things which I wouldn’t have
been able to do at a larger school. It’s true
that Brevard can get pretty boring at
times, but you can usually find someone
willing to play frisbee or someone you can
just sit around with and talk to. Although
I’m excited about next yearm I’ll miss
Brevard. I have many good memories
here and I wouldn’t have wanted tp spend
the last two years any place else.
Sincerely,
Polly Balsley
Dear Editor,
Towards the closing of the school year, I
have begun to analyze my feelings toward
Brevard. Brevard, to me, has been an ex
perience of a life time.
Here, I have laughed, and I have cried
greatly.
I have made great, new, lasting friends,
and just as many enemies.
I have learned a great deal about life and
how wonderful life can be, and I have been
greatly disappointed to learn how hateful,
deceitful and stressful life can really be.
Despite all of its ups and downs, Brevard
has given me an opportunity to learn about
life. Brevard itself is life because it is com
posed of different people, from different
places, with different beliefs. Yet, life is
what you make of it and I have made
Brevard a great experience for me.
As for my friends, I love all of my friends
greatly.
As for my enemies, I wish that my
enemies would have given me a chance to
prove my sincerity.
And as for those who hate Brevard and
think that Brevard hates them, I say “find
your strengths in love.”
Like the song says, learning to love
yourself is the greatest love of all.
Sincerely,
Marta Cedeno