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THE TWIG
February 12, 1970
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February 12, 1970
Why Have It?
“Why have it?” you may have asked. “Why emphasize religion any more
than it already is at Meredith? Why bother with Religious Emphasis Week?”
If you have asked these questions before this week, we hope that by now
you have found the answers.
We live in a busy world and all too often we get so wrapped up in our
courses, our dating that we tend to take our religion for granted—to let it
just slide by, unnoticed, while we go through the paces of our everyday
lives, never thinking of it.
That is why there is a Religious Emphasis Week at Meredith—to pro
vide a resting place from the college grind of books and quizzes—and to
give students a chance to think.
There have been many opportunities for thinking this week. “The Ameri
can Dream” Monday night; dorm discussions at night; chances to chat with
Grady Nutt in the Coffeehouse after hearing him in chapel; the multimedia
productions. All these activities planned by REW chairman Mary Stuart
Parker and her co-workers were designed to make those participating think.
The key word here, however, is “participating.” No matter how promis
ing REW planners could make the week’s events, there was no way they
could force students to take active parts—to think, naturally, but also just to
come—just to show some sort of physical commitment by taking the effort
to leave their rooms and books.
Tomorrow will mark the end of Religious Emphasis Week for this school
year. We hope that you have let it mean something to you, that you have
attended and listened and thought—about yourself, your world and your
life.
REW can not answer all the questions, but hopefully it has started you
asking them. And that, in our opinion, is what real religious response is all
about.
RBM
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Looking Back
... At Rush Week
October 10,1929
“Since the founding of the Astro-
tekton, and the Philaretian Literary
Societies there has always been a
Decision Day for the benefit of the
new girls, who on that day choose
the society which is to be theirs.”
October 13,1934
“Under their respective colors,
gold for the Astro’s and purple for
the Phi’s, the old members stationed
themselves in double lines. Amid
much cheering, the new girls made
their choice, marching through the
lines of the society to which they
desired to belong. At the end of the
lines, each ‘Baby’ Astro and New
Phi was given her society colors.”
October 12,1935
“The old Astros and Phis woke
the ‘New Girls’ with songs and yells.
As the girls came into the court, they
found in addition to the Astro goat,
a bear cub, Phi-do, the new mascot
for the Phi Society.”
October 8,1938
“Excitement died down for a
while but was renewed at Chapel
time when the Astro plane was
heard circling over the campus. Af
ter several circuits over the school
had been made, miniature paper
planes were thrown from the air.
They fell over the court and between
dormitory A and the Auditori
um. On these were written the
words: ‘Be an Airstro!’ ”
October 3,1952
“Hear those voices so per
sistently ringing, ‘Mother Astro,
Mother Astro’ or ‘Behold, O Phil-
aretia Fair...’ ”
Letter to the Editor
Dear Editor and Fellow students of
the United States:
Will you join with us in helping
this nation to know that millions of
college students are loyal, con
cerned, positive Americans who
with dignity and courage commit
themselves as individuals to FAITH
in our great nation, its people, and
its leader?
Our “PROJECT FAITH” move
ment calls upon students of all po
litical persuasions to rededicate
themselves to the principles which
have made this the greatest country
in the world. We do not believe
WAR to be the solution to the prob
lems facing humanity! We recognize
that our society has problems which
must be solved, reforms which must
be effected, improvements which
must be made; therefore “PROJ
ECT FAITH” calls upon individuals
to commit themselves to contribut
ing to the continued improvements
of our society. As individuals re
affirm and rededicate themselves to
this nation and its goals, progress
can continue.
PROJECT FAITH
We, as American citizens, are
aware of the need for reaffirmation
of faith in our country. We accept
the challenge to seek solutions to
problems and urge others to reject
the negativism that divides and de
stroys. While we recognize the right
of dissent, we also recognize the
need for our nation to have in time
of crisis one national voice. In re
sponse to the call of the President
for a “voice” from the Silent Ma
jority, we express the following:
(1) We endorse the principles of
our government which have made
this country the greatest in the
worid.
(2) We have faith in the ability
of the American people to recognize
problems and seek solutions in a
positive manner.
(3) We do earnestly feel that we
must exercise an intelligent degree
of faith and trust in our National
Leader in times of this and other na
tional crises.
We reject NEGATIVISM be
cause NEGATIVISM offers no so
lutions! NEGATIVISM divides and
destroys! NEGATIVISM depletes
energy which should be expended in
creative constructive endeavors!
Join with us by forming “PROJ
ECT FAITH” groups on your cam
pus and seek as many Individual en
dorsements as you can on your
campus and in your community, for
the preceding STATEMENT OF
FAITH. Any organization or indi
vidual who will carry this “torch”
on your campus please contact im
mediately:
Mary Lynn Whitcomb
Paul Hendrichsen
“PROJECT FAITH”
Beeman Hall
Ball State University
Muncie, Indiana 47306
The Perils
of Percy
By Percy Beane
Passing through Greensboro the
other day, I noticed a middle-aged
man wearing a business suit stand
ing on the side of the street. The
funny thing was that he was holding
a sign which read in bold lettering'
—“Fuzz Ahead!” I can sympathize
with that man. Since the day I re
ceived my operators license, my
driving career has been interrupted
at least twice yearly with various
stalwarts of justice. However, in the
last six months I have experienced
three confrontations with the darl
ings of the highway department.
The first time I “locked horns”
with the State Patrolman, was a few
weeks before I came back to school
this fall. I was sitting in our family
car, minding my own business and
talking to some of my friends. The
car was parked in the parking lot
which, incidentally, was nearly va
cant. Naturally, since I was talking I
did not notice that a car had pulled
up on the other side of me and that
car was barely a hair’s length
way from my door. Deciding to get
out of our car and join the people in
another car, I just opened the door
to get out, still talking and not pay
ing attention to the man next to me.
Blam! Scrapeeeeeee! Crunch! I had
opened our car door on to the door
of a new patrol car and the patrol
man was sitting in it! Frantically, I
examined the damage which fortu
nately was only minor — a six inch
gash just below the chrome part.
The party in the other car calmly got
out, looked me straight in the eye,
and said, “Why did you do that?”
Then louder, “WHY DID YOU DO
THAT TO MY CAR?” I did the
only thing any red blooded Ameri
can female could have done at a
time like that — I cried. Anyway,
the patrolman said to forget it and
he would see me later. He did.
Exactly one week after I had sliced a
hole in his car, he slopped me on the
highway, blue light and siren going
full blast. Just ask me if 1 was em
barrassed. He came over to the car,
asked me for my license, and then
cracked up with laughter. At that
moment, my uncle and aunt hap
pened to drive by, gaping at their
niece who was pulled over to the
side of the road by a patrol car. I
had big visions of them flying home
in time to call my parents and tell
them that I had gotten a ticket. But
the joke would have been on them,
because Jerry wouldn’t have given
me one. Oh, you’re probably won
dering why I called him Jerry, if you
have been stopped as often as I
have, you would be on a first-name
basis with the State Patrolmen too.
But what happened to me last
Monday was the incident to end
them all. Driving down here to reg
ister, I became thirsty. I stopped at a
little roadside market and bought a
Coke in a can. Not wanting to waste
time, I decided to take it with me
and drink it on the way down. Pretty
soon after I got under way, I looked
up in the rear view mirror in time to
see a familiar car — you guessed it,
Freddy himself. I checked my speed
and continued to drive as before,
listening to the radio and drinking
my Coke. At (hat precise moment
an even more familiar sound pierced
my cars — Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. I
pulled over with grace; I’m used to
it by now. The man walked up, I
handed him my license. I know the
ritual by heart. Then he began the
lecture: Miss Beane, may I have
your beer? Now Miss Beane, you
should know that our highway stat
utes do not allow drinking and driv
ing. Alcoholic beverages slow down
the thinking processes. May I have
your beer, Miss Beane. You were
drinking, now, weren’t you. Looking
my most innocent self, 1 reached un
der the seat and produced one emp-
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