Lycoming College Report, January 1978

              LYCOMINQus. SUSAN K. BEIDLER BOX 22
COLLEGE REPORT January 1978 / Volume 31, Number 1
PRESIDENT'S CORNER
Recently my wife and I visited a group of
Alumni from the Rochester area. It was a
group easy to relate to and to enjoy. We had
dinner together and as you might expect,
their conversations soon turned to the cam-pus
they had known. However, they didn't
simply reminisce about the good old days.
They really wanted to know whether the pow-erful
influence of certain teachers who had
contributed so much to their lives was still
beii^ felt.
Are the giants still there ? No more profound
question can be asked about a college. It pen-etrates
to the heart of the institution. Although
I know some of our youngest and newest teach-ers
will surely be remembered with apprecia-tion
like that expressed by these Rochester
alums, that doesn't answer the question, not
completely. Alumni inquire by name.
As they talked on, with pride and gratitude
leading their thoughts, my mind silently re-turned
again and again to a poem written by
a friend who surely won't mind my sharing
it. I believe it is a poem about giants—those
senior faculty members who quietly guide us
by example, who show us what only experi-ence
can reveal, who provide the heart and
character of our alma mater. We know we
owe them a part of ourselves because they
are those who kindle and inspire our best,
those whose gentle encouragement keeps our
eyes turned toward what can still be accom-plished
even in the face of doubt and disap-pointment.
By Old Stump Fires
Two Faculty Members Honored
At Annual Chrislnias Dinner
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