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THE PILOT
November, 1962
EDITORIAL
THANKSGIVING
The season of Thanksgiving means many things
to many people. To most of us here at Gardner-Webb,
it will mean a period, short though it may be, of
rest and relaxation after the rigors of nine weeks’
examination. Some of us, perhaps, think it most
unfair that our grades are sent home at just about
this same time, which sometimes makes matters a
bit complicated and uncomfortable. Even this, how
ever, does not dampen our enthusiasm for the tra
ditional Thanksgiving turkey or ham; and the pleas
ure of seeing Uncle Jack and Aunt Bertha, as well
as the other assorted friends and relations who
come from far and near to share the day with us.
For those of us who are far from our homes,
Thanksgiving is perhaps a time of homecoming and
reunion.
Certainly it is fine for Thanksgiving to mean
these things to us; these are a very real part of the
holiday, but are these traditions all that Thanks
giving means to us? We challenge you to seriously
consider this Question before you explode with a
horrified “NO!”
Over three centuries ago, at Plymouth Rock,
our Pilgrim forefathers set aside a day in which to
give thanks to the God who had led them across the
sea to a new land where they could worship Him
as they pleased and given them a good harvest.
This was a day of fellowship, just as it is today; as
we all know, they even invited the Indians to share
in the festivities; but we can be assured that a good
Dart of the day was spent in giving thanks to the
Lord for his blessings and mercies.
We are told this story almost from the cradle.
Then why has it failed to “sink in”? How much
more do we, as voung Americans of the twentieth
centurv have to be thankful for than our forefath
ers did? Yet how much less are we truly thankful?
How many of these blessings do we accept without
even bothering to look up to the One who has be
stowed them on us?
Thanksgiving was established as a day which
would live up to its name, but instead it is fast be
coming a day of feasting and fellowshiD. with God
getting lost in the shuffle. It is our oninion that it
is up to us, the generation about to take over the
riens of the world, to out the “thanks” back into
Thanksgiving. What do you say?
RULES ARE MADE TO BE BROKEN
“The Porthole, regulations, laws—ugh!” That’s all
we hear—don’t do this—“no! you can’t do that!” There
are a lot of rules, but do many of us ever pause to ask
sincerely. Why do we have rules?
In the girls dorm we fuss—No running in the halls!
You may say, Well, I iust forgot! What if everyone for
got—Man! What a noise! And slamming doors—the
truth is—closet doors are almost impossible to close
quietly. So, iust go ahead and slam it as hard as pos
sible. Loud laughing and talking? We all need to let
our hair down once in a while but the old saying goes—
“There’s a time and place for everything.” Some of us
just want to Iteep our hair down it seems.
Now, the boys dorm! Why in the world can’t we
shoot Shaving cream at the other boys and, why all the
fuss about a couple of gallons of water on the floor.
It does look as if college boys are old enough to leave
childish games like that at home. Good clean fun is not
prohibited but damaging college property is.
It’s getting dark earlier every day! A big stress is
put on the fact that boys and girls must not linger out
side after dark together. This rule has really brought
the hot flashes. What harm is there in being outside
with your favorite date? We don’t see the danger, but
it’s there. Respect or loss of respect is involved. A girl
has to really keep her morals high and she must make
the boys respect her. This rule can do the trick. Oh! he
may not like it at first, but eventually he’ll come around
and realize it’s for the better.
Let’s twist! How many times have we wanted to
dance? The number is to many to count. It’s prohibited
—why?—I'he reason, we can’t be sure Of. This rule—^No
dancing—really mashed the toes of many of us who do
dance and can see no harm in it. We must realize that
we do have a Christian college and in order to keep it
such we must leave out some pleasures that would
normally be acceptable forms of behavior.
All the rules can’t be put down one by one. What
would it prove? The fact is clear, though, we have the
rules. We may resent all of them, that’s oUr privilege,
but we’re going to be here, we hope, for nine months.
Working together makes all of life and living much
more livable.
Look at it this way—You have the responsibility of
over six-hundred students. Would you let them roam
around with no regulations or would you set up a group
of governing laws and put them in effect Think about it
and be honest. What would you do? We came to Gard-
ner-Webb because we thought it to be iust a little bit
better. It is and we must do our part to hold up our
standards. Above all we accepted the benefits and the
trials which we will face. Let’s lire up to them.
FROM OUR PRESIDENT . . .
My recent trip to the United Nations revealed to me
that our world is very small indeed. As we met with the
representatives from 110 nations. I became aware of
the fact that world understanding is the way to world
Those of us who make up our Christian colleges
have an unparalleled opportunity to get ready to make an
impact upon the world that could save our civilization
and pass it on to our posterity.
Gardner-Webb College has her finest student body
and faculty. My prayer is that we shall give our best
for Christ and His message for the world.
E. Eugene Poston
President
WIVES ARE YOUNG MEN'S MISTRESSES; COMPANIONS
FOR MIDDLE AGE; AND OLD MEN'S NURSES.
—Sir Francis Bacon
STAFF
of the PILOT
EDITOR DAVE JOHNSON
FEATURE WRITTERS Brenda Causby
Ronnie Nanney
■Georgia Peele
Darlene Sheffield
Diane Sumerall
Peggy Wellborn
SPORTS EDirrOR Allen Carpenter
PHOTOGRAPHER Lee Pickier
BUSINESS MANAGER Jerry Punch
AD SOLICITORS Becky Harris
Sandra Powell