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THE BATTALION
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 6. 1978
The Battalion Classified
“OFFICIAL NOTICE”
SUBJECT: Filing Deadline Dates for Financial Aid
TO: All Students, Texas A&M University
The College Scholarship Service Financial Aid Form serves as the
financial aid application at this University. To insure that financial
aid funds are available at the beginning of the academic periods
below, the following deadline dates for filing the Financial Aid Form
are announced for your information and appropriate action:
*Last Date Financial
Last Mailing Date for Need Analysis Reports
Period Financial Aid Form Will Be Accepted
Summer Session
(12 weeks, only)
An Academic Year
January 1
April 1
January 15
April 15
Fall Semester, Only
Spring Semester, Only
April 1
September 1
April 15
September 15
*The Financial Need Analysis Report is provided to this office by the College Schol
arship Service and is based on information contained in the Financial Aid Form.
Normal processing time for a Financial Aid Form at College Scholarship Service
(including mail time) is about two (2) weeks. Therefore, you should mail your Financial
Aid form to College Scholarship Service to allow sufficient time for proper processing
and mail time.
Applicants for financial aid from Texas A&M University have to compete for limited
funds. Deadlines are established so that all applicants are treated fairly and equally,
without last minute haste. Financial Aid Forms submitted after the dates shown above
will be processed only if time permits and funds are available.
74130
FOK SAI F
Wood lor sale. $40 cord. 693-8715 after 6
p.m. 9115
1970 Pontiac GTO, very clean, loaded. 846-
0166. 9014
1973 CB 450 Honda. Helmets and battery
charger included $750. 846-6814. 87t5
1974 Honda CB360. Extras. Slight damage,
$650. 845-5186. 86t6
Lovely Blooming African Vio
lets — Ready for Valentine’s
' Day — Ray’s African Violet
Greenhouse. 693-3237.
1206 Austin, C.S. Free wrap
and delivery. 8et4
SPECIAL NOTICE
MEN! — WOMEN!
JOBS ON SHIPS! American. Foreign. No
experience required. Excellent pay.
Worldwide travel. Summer job or career.
Send $3.00 for information. SEAFAX,
Dept. K-9, Box 2049, Port Angeles,
Washington 98362. 88(5
ATTENTION MAY GRADUATES!
You may begin ordering your
Graduation Announcements
January 9, 1978 through February
17, 1978 in the Student Finance
Center, Room 217, Memorial Stu
dent Center from 8:00 to 4:00,
Monday thru Friday. 75126
SERVICES
Service For All
Chrysler Corp. Cars
Body Work — Painting
HALSELL MOTOR
COMPANY INC.
Dodge Sales and Service ^jncp 1
1411 Texas Ave. — 823-8111
1922*.
LOST
LOST MINOLTA POCKET
INSTAMATIC CAMERA in
brown case. Has much sen
timental value to owner.
REWARD OFFERED. Call
Tom at 845-3976. 88t4
ROOMMATE WANTED
3 bedroom trailer house. Rent $80/month plus
1/3 bills. Male. 822-7863. 89t4
MALE - Fourth person for 2 bdrm.-1 Vi bath
apt. in Monaco II. $78.75 inch all util. 693-
1023. 8913
Roommate needed to share duplex. Furnished.
Washer/dryer included. $150/month includes
utilities. 3907 A Olive off Old College Rd. 846-
9342. 87tl0
ROOMMATE WANTED
Need girl to share 2-bedroom house. Behind
Texas 707 Mall. Rent $136 plus 14 utilities.
After 5 p.m. 846-0697. 88t4
HELP WANTED
Part-time employee that, is
super typist. Hours and salary
negotiable. Send qualifications
to P.O. Box 3041 College Sta
tion. An Equal Opportuni
ty/Affirmative Action Employer.
COCKTAIL WAITRESSES
Attractive, neat, good personal
ity. Prefer experience but will
train. Call 693-2200 Joyce
Dixon after 10:00 a.m. Tues.-
Sat. 89t7
AUTO INSURANCE
FOR AGGIES:
Call: George Webb
Farmers Insurance Group
3400 S. College 823-8051
ALLEN
Oldsmobile
Cadillac
SALES - SERVICE
"Where .satisfaction is
standard equipment
2401" Texas Ave.
823-8002
Found bicycle near building K. Identify and
claim. 846-9661. 88t5
WANTED
STEREO DISCOUNTS:
Complete systems and
stereo components at
20-40% discount. Also
high-end audio, P.A. equip
ment, guitars, and t.v.’s. Call
Jimmy Spalten— 846-5360.
All quality name brands in
factory sealed cartons —
fully guaranteed. 82114
Needed young people for phone work and
light filing. Call 846-0144. 90t3
FOR RENT
JUDO GI any .size. Phone 822-6967. 85tl0
Full time typing. Symbols. Call 823-
7723. 392tfn
Typing. Experienced, fast, accurate. All kinds.
822-0544. . 83tfi.
Short term sublease available in C.S. through
June, 2-bedrm duplex. 8195/mo. Call 693-
0369 after 6 p.m. S4tl0
Handicapped student needs tutor who has
taken G.R.E. exam for graduate work. Hourly
pay rate. Commensurate with qualifications.
Reply to 3902 E. 29th, H4, Bryan. 8715
Two bedroom one bath trailer $1.50 mo. &
utilities. Oak Forrest Park. Kellx , 693-
5463. 90t6
Typing. 846-3491.
Duplex for rent. $250 month unfurnished
without utilities. Washer/dryer included. 3907
B Olive off Old College Rd’ 846-9342. 87tl<)
Professional Typing Services. Located 707
University Drive, Suite 23. Next to University
National Bank. Hours 9-5. Mon.-Fri. 846-
9109.
MANUSCRIPT TYPING, full-time, at home,
IBM Selectric, dissertation/theses preferred,
will edit. Call 693-9877. 81t8
FOR RENT
NEW APARTMENTS. Efficiency $135 month.
'One, I>Vtl.i(ZtJ|n fn1 S.lgO moi^th, twubcdioom
from $175 mon 'tii. All bills paid i accept eject if c
ity. Villa West Apartments, south of Villa
Maria. Lorraine Peterson, Manager. 822-
7772. 75tfn
Lost last semester: Commodore business cal
culator in Mr. Calculator case. Reward. 693-
8108. 86H0
CHEYENNE APTS.
Brand new attractive apartments. 2
bdrm., 1 bath. All modern
appliances. Washer, dryer connec
tions. Central air/heat. About 1 mile
from campus. 693-0285.
76tfn
THE
LA SALLE
Attention Co-op Stu
dents. A quiet, dignified
place to live & study.
Monthly Rates
120 SOUTH MAIN
BRYAN
713/822-1501
HELP WANTED
FULL OR PART TIME
Day Shifts (10-3 p.m.) (11-3 p.m.) (10-5 p.m.) Night Shifts 5
p.m., 2 or 3 nights a week and weekends. Also have full time
work. Ideal position for mothers with children in school or
students, we will arrange hours to fit your needs.
COUNTER AND CASHIER WORK
$2.75/hour
apply in person only
WHATABURGER
Bryan
1101 Texas
An Equal Opportunity Employer
College Station
105 Dominik
75tfn
2 MONTHS FREE RENT
Beautiful! Spacious New! 4-plexes
2 bdrm. — unfurnished. All built-ins
Average mo. rent $164.29
Luxurious living was never cheaper!
Cheyenne Apts. 846-2426
. . . SPRING SPECIAL . . .
COLLEGE STATION — 3 bedroom, 1 bath with carport, some with washers
& dryers and fenced yards. Lawns are maintained for you. Rent now and
save . . . $255 - $265 per month.
THE CRUSE CORPORATION
Thelma Costa
846-7318
Offices (8-5) 693-2800
Evenings & Weekends
Larry Cruse
693-3047
9 OUT OF 10 PUPPIES
PREFER THE BATTALION
Staffed by Corps of Cadets
KORP returns this week
By AVA KING
1962 Dodge V-8 automatic. 408 1st #4. 846-
3667 ask for George. 90t5
“KORP, 107.5 FM in stereo.
Maintained, operated, and staffed
by the uniformed students of Texas
A&M University; that being the
Corps of Cadets.”
With these words radio station
KORP will return to the air waves of
the Bryan and College Station area
early this week.
This station’s unique feature is its
all volunteer staff made up of mem
bers of the Corps of Cadets. The sta
tion is run by the KORP Radio
Committee which consists of ap
proximately 30 part-time disc joc
keys headed by station manager
Charles Knight, program director
Robert Swanson, and music director
Robert White.
KORP is a non-commercial,
non-profit station specializing in
public service announcements for
Bryan, College Station, and Texas
A&M University. KORP’s listening
audience is restricted to businesses
and residences that subscribe to
Midwest Video Corporation’s FM
stereo cable service.
“It’s pretty hard to get it in the car
unless you use a 90-mile long cord,
says Swanson.
Being broadcast by cable only,
KORP is not required to meet the
Federal Communication Commis
sion’s regulations concerning open-
air broadcasts. For example, only
th ree of the station’s disc jockeys are
federally licensed broadcasters.
Also, the language used by the disc
jockeys is less restricted than that
used on open air.
“In other words, you can cuss all
day long,” Swanson says, “Espe
cially on Friday and Saturday nights
when no one knows what’s going
on.”
The use of offensive language is
discouraged by the KORP staff, hut
occasional slip-ups do not have to be
reported to the FCC.
The committee emphasizes that
KORP is not “just for the Corps.”
Swanson says at least one-third of
the request line call-ins are from
Bryan. The programming, which
Wranglers for Men
Ditto Tops &
Bottoms for
Ladies
Lady
Wranglers
111 Boyett St. (Next to Campus Theatre)
runs from 7:30 to midnight Sunday
through Thursday and 8 p.m. to 1
a.m. on Fridays and Saturdays,
spans a wide range of interests. The
format is listed as “adult contempor
ary,” which confuses many people.
“When people hear ‘adult con
temporary they think of the music
in the dentist’s office or that stuff
you hear in Skaggs on Sunday
mornings, Swanson says.
“I ask them ‘Do you like Olivia
Newton-John? Do you like the Bee
Gees? That’s adult contemporary ,”
says Knight.
This semester’s format is ex
pected to show little changed from
that of last fall. Sunday night is de
voted to progressive country and
Monday and Tuesday will center on
soft rock. Wednesday is the zany
Monk-Moore Show which, Knight
says increased the station’s listening
audience last semester. The one-
hour show, which features Scott
Patton and John Moore as hosts, is a
satire on the Corps complete with
interviews with non-existent mili
tary personnel and a recommended
“uniform of the day” for campus
co-eds.
Thursday night is modern Chris
tian music with Kent Cunningham.
Friday and Saturday nights are what
the committee jokingly refers to as
“Pray and Hope It Comes Out All
Right nights. The scheduled Fri
day and Saturday disc jockeys
change from week to week and, al
most, from hour to hour.
“Who knows,” says Swanson,
“you might hear Johnny Paycheck
and Deep Purple back to hack on
the weekends.
KORP’s programs are broadcast
from a room behind Midwest
Video’s studio at 3609 Texas Ave. in
Bryan. KORP began broadcasting
the spring semester
all equipment used by the
was on loan from Midwest
then, the station’s commi|| (
been able to purchasei|
equipment, and the latestaij
are two Pioneer turntables
tape deck. Funding for ibis
ment comes from Teas
Bookstore profits and feesj
cadets associated with tbesl;
As music director, '
station manager s rij
KORP receives the Top A
and countless promotional
from distributors. In its two;
operation KORP has acc»
numerous albums and 45s,i
which are duplicates of rett
ready in stock.
“We may have five copi
Dolly Parton’s “Here You
Again, Swanson says.
To keep all those extra
from collecting dust, tbe
Committee is makingplanslo
record pool. Members
of Cadets would beabletocba
records for private useji
checking hooks out ofalibru
No member of the statios
receives pay for his servka
only official recognition
members receive is ablueaa
ribbon to wear on thieirunfc
cadet must have 30 hounoil
east time to be eligible for
bon. Knight pointed out
hours constitutes “just ab
semester.”
Grades are the only sped
ification for KORP disc joclei
“If they don’t haveaSJ
don t broadcast, Knight says
“We’re the best
damn outfit
off the
To paraphrase the
boasting of our
rtl IO 55 beloved Corps
Wdl I l|JUO. of Cadets in
which we’re proud, we believe we’re
the best apartment complex in Aggie-
land. Not only do we have attractive
one, two, and three bedroom apart
ments with loads of closet space, all
electric kitchens, individual heating
and air conditioning, but we have our
own lighted tennis courts, supervised
intramural activities, social functions
and 24-hour maintenance.
Just ask anyone who lives at the
Viking. They’ll tell you we have the
best and fastest maintenance crew
anywhere, and the friendliest, most
considerate property managers in
Aggieland. After all, “We’re the best
damn outfit off the campus.’’
Come live with us! Happiness is
living at the Viking. Call Jean or
Shirley today.
.APARTMENTS
693-6716
School district
receive funds
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One solution in recent ya
been the workshop for compt
teachers, but such a meam
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schools in rural areas and
towns around Texas.
Now, an answer for hot
and rural school districts may
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Region IV, which covers
portion of East Texas, has its
quarters at Huntsville, and
ers say the first workshop,
cally keyed to smaller schod
tricts, will he held there
Glove Story
I’ve always been a very sensitive
person. I take everything very per
sonal and get my “feelings’ walked
on alot. This nature caused me as a
child to talk to God often. I can
never remember not believing in
Him. I did entertain some doubts
but those came later on in my life.
Anyway, I was always soft-hearted
or big-hearted or whatever you call
it. As I grew up I got hardened by
the influence of my friends. In
Junior High I hung around with a
couple of girls that were really rude
to their parents and they made fun
of everybody and each other all the
time. Unconsciously I began to fol
low them. My parents said I
changed drastically — from the
sweet, shy little girl to a rude kid
that didn t care for anyone’s feelings
hut my own.
In High School I finally got the
chance to do the different things I
had desired to do in Junior High.
Everyone considered me the nice,
sweet type in other words —
square, “not cool. With this repu
tation I jumped at the chance to try
marijuana and get into the con
cert/partying realm. By the time I
went to college I decided to utterly
rebel. My parents were so protec
tive and I felt that they were wrong
in trying to impose their morals,
standards, and way of life on me. I
also felt that they had messed me up
by giving me all those “rights and
wrongs”, for when I did things that I
know they would say was wrong,
something inside of me disagreed
also. I tried to suppress that some
thing and shut it up by going fur
ther. But, no matter what I did, it
stayed there — like a quiet little
hum in the background — I hated it!
Everytime I wanted to have a good
time, there it was spoiling every
thing.
It seemed like there was a drive
within me to do things — anything,
everything. I was really curious to
see what life was all about. The way
I figured it, it was about having fun
— somehow enjoying yourself. So
that’s what I tried to do. I knew a
mundane type of life wasn’t going to
make it. You know — 8 to 5 job,
settle down, have kids, get old, etc.
So I tried exciting things. First of
all, of course, I decided to get liber
ated. So I went to hear Bella Abzug
and took karate and judo lessons and
spoke like, what’s the expression —
a “drunk sailor ”? Then, I was a bar
tender, rode a train through
Mexico, was a Girl Scout (to make it
exciting we smoked pot on the
campouts), decided to become a
merchant marine, changed my mind
and stuck as a sculpture major. In
my classes I built the most wild and
way out sculptures and made quite
good grades. I dove into the
philosophies and lifestyle of the “art
scene. I knew living in a dormitqry
was not where it was at, so I moved
to several different kinds of living
situations, finally attaining the
height — the neatest thing to do -—
I rented a ratty, roachy old house in
the Montrose section of Houston —
one block from the Fourth Ward. I
went to every concert that came to
town — front row tickets, did every
drug that I got my hands on,
climbed onto the roof of the Hyatt
Regency (thirty something stories
high!) and got high, dressed as wild
as I could and wrote poems. I did
everything I could think of and al
most anything other people thought
of but I felt like I was on a circular
stairway going nowhere. Every con
cert I went to I couldn’t wait til the
next song, at every party I was
lonely, every date was a disap
pointment, every art class, every
dream, every plan, every conserva
tion, every desire I had was empty
and vain. What was I looking for?
What drove me on? Why didn’t I
care about anything and yet, why
did I care?
It’s a crazy thing — the way I felt,
I mean, I cared just so much but
then it didn’t matter anymore. I
mean, well, it’s like I wanted to give
myself whole-heartedly to one of
those careers or ways of life or to
one of those people, but I just
couldn’t do it. You know I’d find
something or someone and get ex
cited about it and start getting into
it, but the more I learned about it or
got into it — when I saw what it
really was, I was always let down
and disappointed. Not one thing
ever met up to my expectations. It
seemed like my bubble got busted
every time. You know it even went
so far as this: I dated a couple of
guys for a long time and they both
asked me to marry them, but you
know, both times I just couldn’t
ever say that I even loved them. I
didn’t understand why. They were
real neat guys but why didn’t I feel
anything? And even, later I met this
guy and we dated for a while and I
realized that this was him. This was
the guy that I wanted to spend the
rest of my life with . . . but still,
STILL there was something that
wasn’t right. Something was lack
ing. I really didn t feel like I was
normal. It never even occurred to
me that someone else might feel the
same way. In every movie I’d ever
seen and book I d ever read, nobody
was like me.
Then, when I was a sophomore in
college something strange hap
pened. After the winter break I
came hack to school and all my
friends were talking about Tom.
They said he got back from Califor
nia and he had freaked out. He
didn t smoke or drink or anything
and he carried a Bible around
everywhere he went (they slightly
exaggerated). I just had to check it
out. Frankly, I was very curious and
of course, interested in what had
happened to him. I mean, anything
that would get everybody so riled
up interested me for sure. I was al
ways sort of interested in God, any
way. And besides all that, Tom was
my boyfriend. When I saw him, 1
asked him what had happened and
was he O.K. and all that. Everybody
was worried about him.
You know, I don’t remember
what words he said or anything. All
I remember is that he was different.
I didn’t know what it was exactly ex
cept that he told me he was.a Chris
tian and he believed in Jesus. He
also read the Bible alot. So, I didn’t
understand it because, I mean, I be
lieved in Jesus too. Doesn’t that
mean that you recognize that He
was a real man that lived on the
earth 2000 years ago? And what’s all
the excitement about being a Chris
tian? I mean, I was raised in th*
USA a country founded on religious
freedom. We even have IN GOD
WE TRUST on our money. And
more than that I went to Church
and Sunday School for years and
prayed to God alot of times. And I
never would want to hurt anybody
— or never steal. I thought I’d been
a Christian as long as I could re
member.
Even though I said all that to him
(and to myself), I wasn’t thoroughly
convinced that I was coming from
the same place he was. So, I started
reading the Bible (it sure was hard
to understand, I thought). That’s all
I knew to do. I must of started over
at Genesis 1 a jillion times; then a
few months later, something hap
pened to me. I don’t know what
prompted it or where it came from.
For about two days, everytime I was
alone I cried. It seems like I was just
crying out to the Lord, and finally I
even prayed. I don t remember the
words, but I do know that I had a
real repentance. I asked him to for
give me for all past. I had the feeling
that “sin as I had thought it to
mean — doing something “wrong”
— wasn’t that so much as it was
something that somehow hurt God,
and kept me from Him — and Him
from me. Anyway, I also remember
that I gave Him my life. I didn’t
really realize what that meant
*itht
■r, hut I felt like I needed:
it — I wanted so much to do it
next thing 1 knew was He
Peace; flooded my being. Somtl!
going through me kept saying
euything’s ok.” “It’s ok. "And
thing was okay. I didn’t know
happened hut I know it was
knew that the peace came
Jesus. And I knew the One sail
was ok, was Jesus.
I found out later that at I
ment, at that opening of my
Him — fie* had come insideofi
And He is still inside of me.
That thing that always be
me, that little hum I tried togei
of — I found out that this was
conscience. And that the Lord
my conscience to touch meani
speak to me. That’s why
brought to the point of weepi
Because when my conscience
heavy, that was the Lord Jesus 1
ing to get through to nie-
that thick skull and all my
gious concepts of Him and th*
my thoughts. He doesnt
me very much by thunder
lightning and a booming voiced
th e heavens, but He very
reaches me through my conscie:
The vanity and the emptins
my living is over. The Lordji
has filled me and satisfied meK
pletely. You could say Im
glove. The glove is in the in
the hand. It has four fingers
thumb, a palm and afrontandk
But the glove is empty even life!
without the hand. The hand
content for the glove. Sure,
see me today, you’ll see the
old glove that s been around (#
years. But this glove has coni'
My shallow love has been filled*
His endless love. My small nm)
being renewed to His mind
sometimes strong, someW
wishy-washy will is becoming
will. My misused emotions
being conformed to His. Even
pect of my tired, tattered If
being enlivened and enriched
His vast wonderful indestrnct
Life. With Him there is no
filled, no need not met, no
unheard. He is altogether VVoid
fid! 1 love Him!
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Landscape Architecture
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Paid for by Christian studen
on campus.