The last in my series of my years at Concordia College. The photos are not digital quality but I believe this makes them all the more poignant. These are evidence that I am not as a severe a liar as one might think.
I am not in this picture. Jan is on guitar. I don’t know why the girls are all looking away from the camera and laughing. This is an example of poet’s license aka lying.
This was our sophomore year when the two Cheryls roomed together. One can only imagine the destruction. This picture brings new meaning to the phrase-make your bed. For some reason, we thought we would upend the trundle style beds and put our mattresses on the floor. CAnn? Say something……
Meg prepares to test gravity again. She IS wearing some sort of protective head gear.
Yes, that is a lamb with a certain animal lover. Or a very small freshman.
Yes, the cat that swam with the fish.
Peg is suitably outfitted in appropriate attire for dashing into the wall and nearby emergency room. Might need to revisit the shoes, though.
Jan on guitar by the campfire glow
Professor Emeritus Germanus sings “Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain”