Friday, November 20, 1959 University Daily Kansan
Page 5
A game of pool is a serious business.
Alums Never Had It So Good
By Carol Heller
Templin Hall stands majestically on a hill crest west of the campus.
The massive glass and brick structure has a cold, formal appearance which belies the tumult of vim and vigor within as 413 college men go after life.
The dynamic spirit that radiates only where men congregate permeate the building.
It is in the race down the stairs-three steps at a time-to the cafeteria and in the resounding good-natured banter at lunch.
It is in the shouting excitement of a ping pong game and in the deep concentration of a game of pool.
It is in the rooms—the sweatshirts hung on bed posts, the tennis shoes kicked under the bed, the glamour-girl calendars hung on the walls and the sports section of the paper opened on the desk.
The men maintain their hectic pace on a daily 24-hour cycle.
It begins with a groan and a curse as the alarm clock shatters sleep at 6 a.m.
The scuffle-marked halls are empty and quiet throughout classes and regain their boisterousness only when the bell rings and hungry men troop down to supper.
The halls again echo with hi-fi amplifier contests, television newscasts, jokes, horseplay and the music of an occasional hour dance.
Then as if the whole building were submerged beneath water, the noise and confusion suddenly cease.
Lamps are switched on, books are stacked on desks and the men go after education. They study every-where from the snack bar and main lounge to the study hall and laundry rooms, propped up by pillows on the beds, stretched full-length on couches and curled up in big chairs.
The lights burn late into the morning.
The lunch-room race is on.
Photos By Tony Reed
A Templin Hall fellow and his flapper swing at a costume party.
Study lamps burn late into the morning.