I started in 1953 and made my way to 1989. Only a few were missing, but I still got quite the gist--that is, of Emory's growth. And the growth of its students' hair.An EAA project allowed me to peruse through The Campus, Emory's yearbook. It was originally called The Zodiac. It debuted back in 1893 and was discontinued in 1993. The EAA has copies at the Miller-Ward Alumni House's Schley Library. Alumni and students are welcome to view them.
Looking through these books, I realized that Emory is soaked in traditions long-practiced and well-respected. I discovered the origins and the faces of names I've seen around campus, engraved on plaques, bricks, and on building walls. Names like Goizueta, Winship, Woodruff, and Dobbs, you know, the big guys.
But what really piqued my interest was campus life, which back then, was a mix of the year-round staples we know today and a few things I'd love to see come back.
Dooley's Week, or Dooley's Frolics as it was known back in the 1950s and 1960s, seemed far more wild. Dooley sported a water gun, tormenting students and professors. However, students fought back by chasing the poor sack of bones. One year, students chased down a helicopter that Dooley was arriving in, but they realized it was only a decoy after a skeleton dummy was thrown out of the window. During that week, each fraternity would create a scene from history and act it out on their front lawns. ATO's rendition of the Alamo recieved an honorable mention.
Emory used to have a Fall Festival, a kind of welcome-back bazaar on campus where students bought and sold items, like clothes and shoes. This later evolved into the Fall Fiesta, which looks like the equivalent of our Fall Band Party (Don't forget: it's this Saturday, featuring Third Eye Blind).
Emory used to have a Fall Festival, a kind of welcome-back bazaar on campus where students bought and sold items, like clothes and shoes. This later evolved into the Fall Fiesta, which looks like the equivalent of our Fall Band Party (Don't forget: it's this Saturday, featuring Third Eye Blind).
Emory also used to hold an annual residence hall pizza-eating and beer-drinking contest. I'm sure most guys on campus wouldn't mind bringing this one back.
When Emory's administration decided to reseed the Quadrangle in 1976, students took the liberty of planting corn, beans, and other vegetables, complete with a makeshift scarecrow staked in the ground. The administration wasn't too happy.
We even had a Miss Emory pageant, the winner of which would be featured on the first double page spread of the yearbook. Runner-ups followed, but they were only allotted one or a half page each.
One constant throughout Emory's history is the presence of Coke. You'd think it should flow freely from all the water fountains on campus by now.
There's a lot of history in those books and a lot of traditions that are now history. I propose to bring a few of these back, maybe even the yearbook itself.
--Lindsey Bomnin 12C, communications assistant, EAA
kat says: we need a Mr. Eagle pageant show. make it happen linz ;]
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