

The freshmen were the second group to arrive, bluffing and braving their new school. They came in the fading
furnace days of August: questioning, joking, smiling — no school rebuffs a sm ile — and above all, staring. Check
it out. File it away.
Only the football players arrived earlier. Every day it was pain. Two-a-days, conditioning, gras drills: solitary
curriculum. They, too, were checking out the school. There had been changes in personnel, policies, and structure
during the summer.
Author Hughes, no roman collar around his neck, was the new president. Gone were the dual deans for men and
women. Terry Shoaff was the new dean of students. Federal money was scarce. Speed bumps and stop signs, yellow
curbs and red. Marion Way had been tamed and chained.