Summer Bonus 
Increases! 
page 6 
My Leap of Faith 
page 4 
Editorial 
2 
"Parting Thoughts" 
3 
Prices Increase Value of 
Union Family 
3 
2 - The Clocktower 
Editorial 
Farewell! 
by Leland Rrum 
U Goodness! How did I get into 
this position," I ask myself as I 
stare into the screen of a very familiar-
looking Mcintosh computer. Thinking 
back to last year, I can remember ask-
ing God a certain request. 
I have always been enamored with 
new software packages for computers. 
When desktop publishing programs 
started becoming more popular, I 
couldn't wait to get my hands on one. 
Claiming the verse that says God will 
give us the desires of our heart, I 
Editor 
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forum for a student-oriented news 
and opinion.. All letters, personals, 
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expressed are those of the author 
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placed this desire in His hands and 
forgot about it. Little did I know what 
He had in store. 
A friend of mine suggested that I 
take the position as editor. I didn't 
realize that this job would be the 
answer to my prayer. God wanted to 
answer my prayer but He wanted to 
take the opportunity to teach me so 
much more. Looking back on this 
year, I have learned that God has so 
much more in store for my life than I 
ever could imagine. Realizing how 
much involved God was in planning 
this job, I made a decided effort to 
dedicate each issue to Him and His 
glory. 
Many lessons have been learned by 
being responsible for a student news-
paper. Just like parents study the 
responses their children give in inter-
acting with them, in the same way, I 
have learned quite of few things about 
the personality of the student body this 
year. You, the student body of UC, 
enjoy highly controversial topics in a 
student newspaper. You prefer that 
there be a familiar face of a friend on 
the front cover and would like it best 
if the person was wearing a big smile. 
You don't really like news unless it's 
spiced up with some personal reaction 
to the event. If this doesn't describe 
you, sorry. 
I have also learned a little about 
leadership (just the tip of the iceberg, 
believe me). Working as a team-leader 
involves delegation, a requirement that 
sounds obvious but is learned slowly 
by choleric perfectionists who must 
have things done their way, or else. 
Being a leader requires that you 
know what motivates people. Encour-
agement does that trick. People need 
to know that they are a valuable part 
of the team. 
^ 
Farewell! Thank you for 
this chance to serve you, 
the student body. I think I 
should thank God as well; 
He had it all planned out 
in advance. Don't foget to 
commit your desires to 
Him everyday. 
Who 
knows, you may be the 
next editor (after Mark)! 0 
In the News... 
Amtrack is adding a non-
refundable restriction to its 
lowest fares—at least for the next 
two months. They are also requir-
ing reservations on some trains 
and are imposing cancellation 
fees. This at a time when travel on 
Amtrack was increasing because 
Of soaring airline prices. 
AJapanese soil researcher has 
found a way to pickle garlic 
that gives you all the garlic taste 
without all that garlic breath. 
'Tphe disposable plates and cups 
I Americans throw away every 
year (1.1 million tons) are enough 
to serve a picnic to everyone in 
the world six times a year. Envi-
ronmental Protection Agency 
NEWSWEEK reports that a Cali-
fornia-based company, Wis-
dom Tree, Inc., is now selling a 
religious Nintendo-style game 
called Bible Adventures. It retails 
for $39-95; and includes: Noah's 
Ark, David Meets Goliath, and 
Save Baby Moses. 
Lake Ontario is so polluted with 
chemicals you can actually 
develop photographs in it, accord-
ing to the Los Angeles Times. 
You may actually think 20 per-
cent faster on your feet. 
Researchers at the University of 
Southern California say this is 
because your heart beats faster 
and your brain gets more blood. 
May 
6, 
1991 
UC News 
The Clocktower - 3 
Jason Hand (playing Boaz) sings to Karen Hawkins (playing 
Ruth) in Mile High's epic length Melodies of Love performed at 
CVC for vespers on the 26th. 
Randy and Stephanie Stickney attempt to stay warm on the Educational Club cam-
pout. 
Blessed is he who 
expects nothing, for 
he is never 
disappointed. 
Confucius (551-479 B.C.) 
Price's Increase Value of Union Family 
by Roberta Clausen 
Does the name "Price" make you 
think, "Didn't I just hear or read 
about someone with that name in the 
last four or five months?" If it does, 
you may have read the article by 
Michael Jaquez in the December 1990 
issue of the Outlook. The article fea-
tured Dr. Sandra Price, and displayed a 
"Parting Thoughts" 
by Craig Carr,XS.B. President 
Have you noticed how friendly 
some of the seniors have been 
lately? Maybe it's just me, but over the 
last couple of years there seems to be 
a sudden change in the attitudes of 
graduating seniors. What causes this 
awakening of benevolence? 
During my four year reprieve at 
Union College, I have sat through 
many a lecture, studied (probably not 
enough), and gotten involved in the 
cluttered collage of college. I've seen 
people, from freshmen to graduates, 
demonstrate their desire to get out 
"there" and make it big. Money and 
fame seem to be the central theme 
when talking about the subject of 
careers. 
College has been filled with stress, 
pressure, headaches, homework, and 
stress (yes, I mentioned it twice). 
There will always be worries in life, 
whether they concern money, friends, 
family, or wondering when your life 
will all fit together. College is simply 
the place where you learn that "you 
ain't seen nuthin' yet!" 
Back to the generalization of the 
seniors. Let's break through the 
frivolousness of life and realize that all 
the hub-bub of this earth is pointless 
without God. Yes, another generaliza-
tion. But if you think about it, nothing 
in life—no matter the effort—will 
amount to anything if God is not 
involved. He must be the focal point 
and the example we follow. Sure, it's 
a change in attitude, a different 
continued on page 5 
picture of her and her husband, Clif-
ford. Thursday, April 18, 1991, Dr. Sandra 
Frederick Price accepted Union Col-
lege's invitation to become the new 
Vice-President Dean. At the same time, 
Clifford E. Price accepted an invitation 
to become the new Vice-President for 
Advancement. 
So, who are the Prices? They are 
two individuals who are planning to 
use their special talents to serve the 
best interests of Union College. The 
following is a run-down of their back-
ground experiences and accomplish-
ments: 
Sandra Price is one of Union's 
"own." Although she did not graduate 
from Union, she took classes here 
while Clifford Price studied at Union 
from 1956-1960. Sandra received her 
Ed.D in 1982 from the University of 
Tennessee. Her major fields of study 
were Business Education, Manage-
ment, Office Systems, and Communica-
tion. 
The list of Sandra's achievements, 
honors, and responsibilities fills five 
pages, and draws a picture of an indi-
continued on page 6 
May 
6, 
1991 
4 - The Clocktower 
Feature 
Up All Night? 
by Julie Allardyce 
Up all night again? Like many 
other students, you've spent many 
sleepless nights in the dorm-but what 
are you doing? 
Sure, lots of people stay up late to 
just gab and socialize, but after the 
masses drift off to bed, the commotion 
that- develops in those hours before 
dawn can be shocking. 
Trevor Mahlum recalls, "When I 
lived in Culver my freshman year, peo-
ple used to shoot bottle rockets down 
the hall at three or four, once every-
body was good and asleep." Since 
then, similar pranks have occured in 
the form of bombs around Rees, and 
set off many fire alarms in Prescott. 
Other middle of the night pranks 
just might transpire in the Smith's suite. 
"We lock other people out of their 
rooms," Meechi said, if they're not hav-
ing a water fight. But their favorite 
night activity is by far, "coming into 
the dorm," he said. 
After a fun-filled night of no sleep, 
how are the "Allnighters" affected? 
John Cardwell, night worker of 
Prescott desk, said, "It makes me 
cleaner, very intolerant of things not in 
their place." Lookout, Prescott, this 
might be a wave of organization. 
Fortunately, no hallucinations result, 
just the feeling of being thrashed all 
day, according to Shelly Otto. 
Although a documented result could 
explain the morning-after feeling; the 
reason why "Allnighters" loose the bat-
tle of alertness in class is that "When 
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My Leap of 
Faith 
by Eric Galvez 
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soon cease. One such nightmare 
involves- me sinking to the bottom of 
' tfrepociP vrm then sucked into a large 
hole at theJobttom. I go into the hole, 
through a long tunnel, and end up in 
Omaha doing the elementary back-
stroke ima savage treatment facility 
with/tyv-Elermng yelling "Come on, 
Erja if irou cam swim in this stuff you 
tan swim <JnwTOaite!" 
j^v. AnoWfKi&uchJ-pightmare involves 
just barely allqwsvm^' to flush a 
out on the 
without feeling faint//I slowlv got 
^ thoT^^ 
too many 
of the water anil stood with-Mm at Atujietys, haa. recently ctFSwned in the 
the pool's edge, fully intending nortq /po$. <We pi^ce^vttgwthe clock-
o ahead, tr^-it^/he said. This 
sadist actuallWwanted ME to 
jump in 13 feet Of Witer, all the while 
knowing I couldn'tlswim or tread 
water, and thaumy fear of the water 
comply with his,.barbaric request. T 
must have' been nbpjng that just in the 
nick of time there'd be a fire drill or 
some such miracle, and my life would 
be spared. 
I'm a/little under six feet tall. You 
don't have to be a math major to real-
ize that-13 feet is tdom enough for me 
- all of me - to dipwn not once, but 
twice,) and therusome. As for the 
amount 'of "water in the pool, I don't 
know; hpw many thousands of gallons 
of water it held,! but I am sure my 
lungs can't hold miuch more than a 
gallon each I.therefore saw the 
potetjtiil to drown several thousands 
of times over. Ort top of all this, the 
onlyJp£rson in the whole pool area 
besides me was Dr. \Fleming. Now, 
Dr. Fleming is obviously in good phys-
ical ^condition, but he's no spring 
chicken. T understand that he is the 
only 'surviving student frpm Union Col-
lege's inaugural year, i So. how was I to 
know that he wouldn't 'have a heart 
tower into a/net heVyby Dr. Fleming. 
WheV^hy/turn comes, he yells up to 
me "6oir(e on, Eric, I'm holding the 
net." I dive off the clocktower, and at 
the last minute Dr. Fleming jerks the 
net back. I hit the ground at 120 mph 
and break eveiy bone in my body. He 
then tells the rest of the class, "Now let 
this be a lesson to you - never trust 
anyone but God!" This nightmare has 
a happy ending, however, as all my 
pens and pencils escape unharmed, 
thanks to my trusty pocket protector. 
Upon realizing that my swimming 
skills did not quite match those of 
Jacques Cousteau, Dr. Fleming and his 
assistant Heidi did start slowly with 
me. The first two weeks of class, 
while everyone else in the class was in 
the pool doing 2,500 laps of incredibly 
sophisticated swimming strokes, I sat 
outside the pool on the floor while 
Heidi stood over me with an eyedrop-
per with a fraction of an ounce of pool 
t water in it -Drop by drop she attempt-
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attack a split second lafter I jumped^, ^d-to help me get pver^my fear of the 
into the . water? Suffice it to say that water. ,"'. 
here was a situation with great pofeh--.-^~-Yoy have to hapd.it to Dr. Fleming 
tial for disaster. 
putting--up.:wlthla?fyble swimmer 
Beginning Swimming has been" like me, ' Vj^aU^^Ihe other stu-
quite an ordeal for me. I'm hopingV^eptjKih 'the^cjasA swiih rings around 
my class-induced nightmares~will 'tne tlS embarrassih£. To make mat-
L—I 
yters worse^the jittle^ikids from Helen 
deprived,of sleep, or quite fatigued^^y^V Elementary put me„jj3 shame 
your eyelids fall shut of them-when they.jUSe'the pool.before^my 
selves," according to Edmund//chSs m-Tuesdays. Children no longer 
Jacobsen, author on the effects of ' 
have any respecter, their elders, not 
sleep. "Students do try to stay 
to mention for1 deacons. They show 
awake-they just can't! 
& 
m
e up by swimming so well it makes 
me want to pull them out of the water 
and scream in their faces "Oh yeah, 
well I bet you can't find the first and 
continued on page 5 
May 
6, 
1991 
Feature 
The Clocktower - 5 
My Leap... 
continued from page 4 
second derivatives of 35x3, and I'll bet 
you don't know what Martin Luther's 
response was to John Eck when asked 
why, if Luther wanted to follow the 
Bible only, he kept Sunday like the 
Catholics. So there!!!" 
I must admit, however, that the way 
those kids show me up doesn't make 
me nearly as mad as what they do to 
the pool water. I entered the pool at 
the beginning of class one day and 
commented to Sean Nolan regarding 
the apparent malodorous nature of the 
water. He agreed and speculated that 
perhaps this was the result of the fact 
that there had just been 70 little kids in 
the water before we got in. The ran-
cid water makes one wonder if, prior 
to their open swim time at the college 
pool, all 70 kids don't march in uni-
son down to the Qwik Shop, each get 
a 2 liter bottle of Coke Classic, guzzle 
the pop before reaching the pool, and 
then let nature take its course 10 min-
utes before it's time for my class. Of 
course, I realize that kids make mis-
takes, but haven't those teachers at 
Helen Hyatt ever read Galatians 5? 
Don't they make any effort to instill 
any fruits of the Spirit in these kids, 
like love, joy, peace, patience, SELF-
CONTROL? 
Now for some genuine information 
about Dr. Fleming. He's actually an 
amiable fellow. He has a friendly dis-
position and a warm smile. One can 
tell he cares for his students. As he 
stood there encouraging me to jump, I 
was overwhelmed with the numerous 
obvious spiritual parallels that I could 
see inherent in this bona fide leap of 
faith. Seven characteristics, each hav-
ing biblical implications of the way Dr. 
Fleming handled my pathetic aquatic 
ineptitude and unwarranted fears later 
impressed me. 
1) He sought me out, not the other 
way around. As the class finished I 
was about to leave the pool with 
everyone else when he sought me (me 
- one of very few lost sheep in the 
class) out and asked me to try a few 
things with him. 
2) He was patient with me. During 
the time that elapsed from the moment 
we first stood there together overlook-
ing the water until the moment I actu-
ally jumped in Dr. Fleming could have 
earned another doctorate, but instead 
he waited patiently. 
3) He assured me that he was not 
going to let me get hurt. "I'll be right 
here," he said. There was no way he 
was going to let me drown. I'll bet 
he'd still have been concerned about 
my safety even if the college did have 
adequate life insurance coverage. 
4) He offered help. "I'll hold your 
hand if you want me to," he offered. I 
was not alone. 
5) He was understanding and not at 
all condemnatory. Earlier in the class 
period I'd told him that I have 29 years 
of fear of the water to overcome. "I 
know," he said sympathetically. I was 
literally about to start crying as I stood 
there with him contemplating this 
plunge into utter oblivion. He was 
telling me to do something that I'd 
never done in 29 years. 
6) He took a personal interest in 
me. Class was long since over and no 
one else at all was in the pool. 
7) He went beyond what he was 
required to do. He stayed after to give 
me special help. He didn't have to do 
that. 
I finally did jump into the water. 
Down, down, further down I went. I 
was scared. If ever there was a time to 
have an accident of an incontinent 
nature, this was it. But I trusted that 
Dr. Fleming would save me, if need 
be, as he had promised. He'd told me 
that I'd go down but that I'd come up 
again for sure. I came up just like he 
said I would and started treading water 
for the first time in my life. I'm not 
sure who was prouder, him or me. 
Later, in the hospital, he impressed me 
further with his dedication when he 
came to visit me after I'd arrived to 
have my lungs pumped. 
Life is indeed a challenge. Often 
we wish it were a never- ending suc-
cession of triumphs, but it's not. 
Sometimes our circumstances in life 
leave us frightened so badly that we 
can't for the life of us see the face of 
our heavenly Father. Sometimes, how-
ever, we can catch a glimpse of it in 
the ministry of a brother like Dr. Flem-
ing. 
I hope I never run into him in 
Omaha, however. 
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"Parting Thoughts" 
continued from page 3 
lifestyle that might not be comfortable 
at first. But He's assured us that it is 
worth the effort. 
Life gives us more questions than 
answers. But the sooner we realize 
that Christ has all the answers, the bet-
ter life will be for us, and the better 
we can help others to see this same 
thing. 
Christ made the difference by dying 
on the cross; the least we can do is 
show others that He is the way. 
& 
May 6 , 1991 
It is not well for a 
man to pray, cream; 
and live, skim milk. 
Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887) 
6 - The Clocktower 
UC News / Opinion 
Price's 
continued from page 3 
vidual who is full of energy, life, and 
ability. From 1967 to the present, she 
has taught at Oakwood College in 
Huntsville, Alabama. While there she 
has filled several administrative posi-
tions which include heading up two 
departments. 
Sandra has served as Office Systems 
Management Consultant for a number 
of enterprises including Andrews Uni-
versity and Southern College. She is 
currently active in two national/inter-
national associations in the area of 
Data Processing Management. 
Sandra has received recognition 
from a number of sources. She was 
given the Tenneco Excellence in 
Teaching Award in 1989. She was 
awarded Teacher of the Year from 
Oakwood College for the school year 
of 1982-1983. She has authored and 
co-authored publications including 
some texts materials. Sandra has been 
in demand as a speaker and/or mod-
erator at professional meetings. She 
has conducted, and is currently 
involved in research projects. Obvi-
ously, the above examples barely skim 
the experience and expertise which 
Dr. Price will bring to Union. 
Clifford Price also presents a history 
of achievements and recognition. He 
graduated from Union in I960 with a 
B.A. in Physics. He did post-graduate 
work in Mechanical Engineers and 
Public Administration. He holds an 
MBA in Management. 
Clifford has been working as a 
Management Consultant from 1984 to 
the present. Before that he was an 
MSFC Technical Manager for nearly 
ten years at NASA. For several years 
he was Project Manager for the Apol-
lo/Soyuz experiments. He also spent 
nearly ten years as an MSFC Propul-
sion & Vehicle Aerospace Engineer. 
Clifford has been presented with 
seven achievement and awards for his 
work at NASA. Union College has not 
over-looked him either; in 1985 he 
received the Distinguished Alumnus 
Award. You can read his name on a 
plaque on the first floor of the Dick 
Building. 
continued on page 7 
And So It Goes 
Education 
by Kelly V. Schmitt 
Graduation makes one think about 
one's past education. I have 
learned many things over my eighteen 
years of formal education (kinder-
garten counts; that's where I learned 
about shapes and math and kissing 
unwilling boys on the play ground). 
I have learned that very often kisses 
don't mean anything. They are simply 
a response to the surging hormonal 
urges of both parties. Understand that 
I am not downplaying the role of hor-
monal urges. 
I have learned that I am getting old. 
Last week I made the shocking discov-
ery that I am very much like my father 
in some ways. I doubt that I will ever 
have the courage to share that with 
him, because it is a sign of aging. 
I have learned the validity of a 
statement made by Dr. Simmons in 
Developmental Psych. I took the class 
as an eighteen-year-old freshman, and 
she told us that after the age of twenty, 
the body goes downhill. This is true. 
Wrinkles begin forming. The recovery 
period from a late night of study is 
longer. Sleep becomes more impor-
tant. 
I have learned that the importance 
of Saturday night decreases propor-
tionately with age. It is all right to stay 
at home and read The Three Muske-
teers. It is acceptable to cross stitch 
while watching A Room with a View. 
It is all right to play Trivial Pursuit 
while listening to Harry Connick Jr.'s 
We Are in Love. 
I have learned that life does not 
have to be lived fast and furiously. 
There is only so much that one person 
can accomplish in a lifetime, and I will 
be capable of accomplishing more if I 
stop. And so I will. 
0 
Blessed are the 
young, for they shall 
inherit the national 
debt. 
Herbert Hoover (1874-1964) 
Summer Bonus 
Increases! 
You Could Earn Big Bucks 
by Becky Lane, Admissions Office 
What? Becky is not working at 
K-mart this summer? 
That's right, I've abandoned my sky-
rocketing career in retail business. 
Why would I do such a thing? My rea-
sons are as follows: 
3) Continuous exposure to flashing 
blue lights was harming my eyesight 
and fading my suntan. 
2) I'm allergic to polyester clothing. 
1) And the number one reason is-. 
. . The Union College Summer Bonus 
is increasing. I'm going to be rich! 
You can earn Big Bucks too. In 
only three short months working at 
Union, you could earn enough to wall-
paper your dorm room, eat at the Deli 
for six years, buy lifetime tickets to the 
Family Entertainment Series, tour every 
major city in Iowa, and pay off your 
entire tuition bill. 
Here's how the plan works: 
According to the old plan, students 
received a $440 bonus for working 440 
hours at Union College during the 
summer. Now you will receive a $600 
bonus for 440 hours of work. If you 
normally make $3.65 per hour on cam-
pus, this plan will raise your effective 
wage to $5.01 per hour for a summer 
total of $2,206! Even better, if you 
work 520 hours, you will now receive 
a $750 bonus for a total of $2,648! 
Students enrolled in summer school 
will receive a slightly lower bonus if 
they work 400 hours. And remember 
that dorm housing rates are reduced 
during the summer. You can't lose 
with this new bonus plan. 
Smart students are flocking to take 
advantage of this opportunity. Lucky 
for you, there is still time to get your 
share of the bonanza. 
"We do have campus jobs avail-
able," says Job Services Coordinator 
Cheryl Crawford. "If you need one, 
come see me and I can help you." 
She reports that work is available at 
Kiddie Kollege, plant services, the 
continued on page 7 
May 6 , 1991 
Sports 
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Bonus 
continued from page 6 
Lifestyle Center, custodial services, and 
some campus offices. 
Flashing blue lights and golden 
arches are totally uncool this summer. 
Union's summer bonus plan is the 
profitable way to go. 
& 
Price's 
continued from page 6 
As you can see, the Prices have a 
diverse and full background. Not the 
least of their accomplishments is rais-
ing two daughters, and being the 
proud grandparents of several grand-
children. Union College has two 
things to be thankful for—first, that 
two vacant positions are filled, and, 
second, that those vacancies have 
been filled with Sandra and Clifford 
Price. 
& 
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8 - The Clocktower 
And So I'm Gone 
by Matt PfeifFer 
I've slung my ink, and I've pushed 
that ol' pen across a plethera of 
pages, and now I must leave. Some-
how, it doesn't seem remotely possible 
that it's over. I'm out of here! Most of 
the time when I think of that a very 
large and malicious grin spreads itself 
upon my face and a maniacal laugh 
begins to bubble up from deep down 
in my soul. No more long boring lec-
tures and seemingly endless amounts 
of trivial busywork. No more staring 
bug eyed at a text book at 1:45 in the 
morning cursing myself for not open-
ing it at least once during the 
semester. No longer will I have the 
pleasure of griping about the cafe and 
deli prices and food. No longer will I 
have to stare in ceaseless wonder at 
the stupidity of someone defacing the 
Prescott elevator. I'm history, dude. 
I'm gone. 
Then there are a few whispers of 
sentimentality that breeze across my 
memory and causes me to feel the 
excited and terrified emotions of that 
19 year old freshmen laying wide 
awake the first night before that first 
7:30 class. Jeepers Mister I'm in col-
lege! Can I handle it? Will I be able to 
live up to the expectations of the pro-
fessors and be able to fill the shoes of 
those who have passed through? Will 
the major I have chosen be the right 
one or will I find out too late that I 
hate it? Should I have gone to a differ-
ent school, I mean that school song is 
really corny. 
Those are just memories now. The 
prestigious feeling of being in college 
faded by the end of the first 7:30 class 
and I realized that those shoes weren't 
all that big and that I really didn't want 
to live up to most professors expecta-
tions. 1 finally realized that if I couldn't 
find a job I could come back and get a 
nursing degree and that any college 
will have something corny about it 
even if it isn't a song, I mean look at 
UNL, the Cornhuskers? Give me a 
break! Who wants to be known for 
husking corn? 
It's gone too fast. One day I'm con-
fused, lost, and sweaty running around 
the gym tryina/t® register (o.k. that 
happened this year too but I'm using 
that just to make a point), and the next 
I'm confused, lost, and sweaty trying 
to type a resume' that will supposedly 
get me a job. Way back in 1986 I 
thought I had forever to become an 
adult and get a job. Now it's here and 
I thankfully have a job, but I'm not so 
sure about the adult part, oh well. 
Somehow I get the feeling that now's 
when I really start to learn. These last 
4 or 5 years were just a testing ground. 
If I did o.k. here I'd more than likely 
do o.k. on the outside. Do I feel like 
I've done o.k.? I have a job in my area 
of study, does that mean anything? 
Would I be writing this with a slightly 
different attitude if I didn't have a job. 
Oh yeah. So was it Union that enabled 
me to get that job? Did I really leam 
something since the Fall of '86 that 
allowed me to get a job? I think yes 
and no. Yes because being here put 
me in places that I could not have got-
ten into had I not been here that are a 
result of me getting the job and no 
because I didn't use any of the book-
skills that I was taught to get the job. 
Anyway, it's over. It doesn't matter 
now what I learned or didn't learn. 
IT...IS...OVER. I can't say that I'll miss 
this place for a long while but I'd be 
lying if I said I never will. I'll miss 
some of the faculty. Mr. and Mrs. Mac 
for being super patient and kind. 
(You'd better think of me when you're 
half naked on a beach in the Bahamas 
this summer!) I'll miss Dr. Wagner and 
imitating that bass Kermit-the-Frog 
voice. I'll miss Dr. Lilya and those 
organ jams she cranked out Mr. Hall 
do you realize that I've gone to the 
same school with you for over eight 
years? Do you feel old? You should. 
Then there's Joltin Joe Parmele, that 
wild short German-type professor, Karl 
Heinz, Dr. I-talk-about-my-relatives all-
the-time, Gibson, Dr. let's-see-if-I-can-
get-this-VCR-to-work, Hill. Those are a 
few I'll miss. I'll miss solving all the 
worlds problems and creating many 
new ones with Trevor, Aaron and 
Mark those many early mornings. 
That's about all I'll miss from the dorm 
I suppose. Good luck to the rest of the 
seniors. I imagine we all have a lot of 
the same things bumming around 
inside our heads about now. Good 
luck to rest of you, too. Many of you 
won't make it. That's an unavoidable 
fact of this place. Many of my friends 
didn't make it. Maybe they will later. I 
hope so. 
And so Union College in Lincoln, 
Nebraska, I bid thee farewell. Thank 
you for the times, it's been real. May 
you live long and all that rot. It's been 
a hundred years! Happy Birthday, too. 
I've slung my ink and I've pushed that 
ol' pen across a plethera of pages. And 
now I must leave. 
^ 
May 6, 
1991