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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (July 28, 1966)
Columns • Editorials • News Briefs Coin’ West Cbe Battalion Page 2 College Station, Texas Thursday, July 28, 1966 • Opinions • Cartoons Features EDITOR’S NOTE: This is the last of a two-part series con cerning a young lady’s travels in the western United States and Southern Canada. By JEAN MARTIN I never felt far from home until I crossed the border into Canada. The mountains and the trees looked the same, but they didn’t fool me; I was in a strange country. The gas cost 50 cents. It may have been a larger gal lon, but it still sounded outrage ous. A beautiful Canadian sun set painted the sky behind a mountain and a Christmas tree. I drank sparingly from my can teen. There was Texas water in it, and I was somewhat home sick. The next morning I headed south to the border. The guards took one look at my well-loaded car and decided the day was off to a bad start. A family of campers drove up, handed a guard a card, and went on their way. The other guard asked me what I was doing so far from home, alone, staying in Canada only one day. I didn’t know, but I was willing to go on home now. He looked at my driver’s license, the trunk and my suitcase. He was afraid to look in the back seat under that “bathtub.” It wasn’t a bathtub. It was a plas tic boat which had given me a marvelous ride down a swift mountain stream one icy morn ing, letting some of the melted snow in. Probably certain that I was smuggling something, the guards let me through rather coldly. Fisherman’s Wharf in San Francisco was fascinating. The cold, heavy mist engulfed the tourists as they strolled through the shops, buying the fisher men’s crabs, lobsters, and bread sticks. Alcatraz could be seen but not swum to and from. The Wax Museum displayed a figure of Brigitte Bardot, which two sailors were desperately trying to take a picture of. My car wanted to stay there for ever and evei‘, but a new battery per suaded it to move on. I watched for beatniks at Nuclear Engineering Gets Neutron Source Texas A&M’s Department of Nuclear Engineering has re ceived $1,400 of Plutonium .-Be ryllium neutron sources from the Pan Geo Atlas Corporation of Houston. Dr. Robert G. Cochran, A&M’s Nuclear Engineering head, said the neutron source will be used in the department’s AGN-201 re actor. The University of Hous ton and University of Texas were given identical donations. There’s truth in the saying, “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” Trainers find that dogs more than 2 years old rapidly lose their ability to learn. Berkeley and finally found one nailing purple posters up on tele phone poles. Hoping to get this strange creature to talk, I ap proached him and asked for a poster. He gave me one and told me to be sure and be there Thursday night. It wasn’t a pro test against the bomb or a meet ing for draft-dodgers. It was just a dance. But I knew he was a beatnik. He had long hair. The streets of the famous di vorce town, Reno, were lined with small, brightly painted churches urging lovers to be married and have a joyful occa sion to remember forever. “Poor Road” on a map is not the name of the road; it means it goes straight up and down and around mountains, stretches pre cariously over a flimsy bridge, becomes less than a one-lane path, requires a speed of 25 or less in low gear and gets even worse before it ends. However, it’s a good cure for the blues. Imagine the thrill, the sense of achievement, the joy at being alive ... if you make it. The skeletons of long-aban doned cars urged my car on as it limped across the Mojave Desert. The side of the road was lined with grease spots from the many cars who had stopped to rest. No one was in a hurry except the drivers in the air-conditioned cars who sped by unaware of the strain on their high-powered en gines. Now and then a small white rat would run across the road. My canteen was low, but the water was too hot to drink. I kept thinking of the pink wax swan I had bought my mother and wondered what kind of shape it was in. A cool mountain stream of fered peace and quiet at Zion National Park. A nearby deer slowly came closer, nibbling grass, unafraid of man. The still ness was broken by the sound of car doors as 10 children, all load ed with cameras, came down the hill. In a flash the deer was gone. They didn’t want to see it. They just wanted to take a pic ture of it. The sunset at Grand Canyon was marvelous; but when it was gone, the world came back down to earth. An irate father led his wife and four kids back to the car after discovering that the lodge was filled, that all the lodges were filled, and that the hotels in the nearest town, 58 miles away were probably filled. They blamed each other, com plaining and whining and bang ing their car doors against my car in their anger. After several attempts to start their car, they roared off into the night, taking their troubles with them. I pulled the blanket up over my head and went back to sleep. Two tires, a battery, a fan belt, a thermostat, and 10,000 miles passed in one month, two days, and 11 hours. Texas became a little bit more beautiful as I got closer. A Little Piece Of Nonsense A School’s School: Studing Bunny Tales “I think your plan is ingenious, but if you want a date with one of th’ girls in the publications workshop, wouldn’t it be easier to simply ask one for a date?” By HERKY KILLINGSWORTH What this school needs is more schools. Thousands of girls swarmed our tiny campus because of the Journalism workshop this week. Last week firemen kept the place hot by keeping students awake in class wondering which building was to be used for ex perimental purposes. Workshops and schools have enlivened our campus for years; but what have the students, gained from them. I have another proposal. In the past my campaigns for campus improvements have fallen short of the increased enrollment I have strived to obtain. But I haven’t given up. Instead I have reached into my inner most mind and come up with yet another improvement that could probably triple the enrollment by next year and draw in every eligible Texas boy the following year. How’s that for rebuilding? My proposal is a modest one. It goes along with the various schools we already sponsor. It is a school that will so improve A&M that other Texas schools will fall to the wayside and seek recognition in such petty forms as football and colored towers. I think it would be nice to spon sor a Playboy Bunny Training School on our campus, a school that would bring in the most beautiful girls in the world to study whatever it is that Bunnys study. Playboy bunnies would receive some of their training naturally enough in the messhalls. Can you think of a place more chal lenging? This would give the cafeteria more revenue because of increased attendance which would in turn provide more and better food, although I doubt seriously if anyone would care. And what better place can a beautiful girl receive training in entertaining men. I know that I would be glad to volunteer my services to their specialized train ing and feel that perhaps at least one or two other Aggies might help. To go along with the special, ized Bunny school, various de. partments on campus would net: to introduce new courses for tk rising interests: The Englis! Department could introduce course in “Texas Bunny Tales the Wild Life Department wotil: have “How to Catch Bunnies it the Great Outdoors”; Scients would need a “Biological Stud] of the Female Bunny; and Mai! could strengthen their depan ment in multiplication. Of course there would be prok lems. A&M would need to decidt once and for all whether they'j rather have an increased enroll ment (which I feel that I hav. just solved) or academic excel lence. The two could not go to gether, unless we switched ti complete night school having onlj an occasional day course for tk hard working secretary. No? this would really shake up tk Texas educators . . . but the: that’s a tale of a different colot Howdy! I finally met Cyric Hayseed and what a character. Here’s how the conversation went: “Hi, my name is Cyric Hayseed and I came by to let you know that I am not writing any more. “See, I made a C plus 8 the last six weeks and my junior pals told me that that was good so I de cided to use my time to party and all this other stuff they do and I will not have time to write. See, C plus 8 is so close to a B that I will have more time to play be cause I will not have to study as much,” Cyric said. Tommy DeFrank, Battalion editor for the coming school year, said he survived the wars at Fort Sill this summer. . . . Jerry Stephens has resigned as chair man of the Leadership Confer ence and is being replaced by Dennis Hohman. . . . Guess most of you Aggies have seen all the girls on campus this week. ... If you are wondering why they are on campus they are here for the Journalism Workshop. ... A new tradition has started on campus. . . . While walking past the Fish Fountain the other day, an Aggie was tossing pennies into the Fountain. . . . Asked him why and he replied: “I am wishing to graduate this time.” P.S. He won’t because I took the pennies out after he left. 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