This past week was orientation week for the new freshman. They seemed to be having quite a good time. They were seen all around campus, often in large packs, all clad in brightly colored matching t-shirts. Reality will set in soon enough.
Coincidentally, just the other day I stumbled upon some pictures of a much earlier orientation week. The photos are undated, but the hair screams early 1980s. I’m calling it circa 1984. A lot has changed, but much remains the same. For example, you still have to haul your stuff out of mom and dad’s car:
And I assume you still have to get your picture taken for your i.d. card:
But registration has changed radically:
Could that be Sarah Burnett advising that prospective Psychology major? I'm not sure.
Bonus folly: A fallen comrade.
