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Show Frosh to learn about college life In the space of five minutes, I learned the names of five stores in close proximity where beer can be purchased without ID, three professors who should be avoided like the plague and the names, room numbers and measurements of eight freshman girls who were guaranteed good bets on a date. How can English 1 hope to compete with that? Later, on a tour of University facilities, we were advised of several important facts about the campus: where to pay our parking fines, where the Huddle is and which buildings (the gym, old Biology Bldg. and Home (Continued on Page 9) (Continued from page 3) for this particular group and what he hoped the group would accomplish. I particularly noticed two people a nice-looking girl from New York City and an articulate, inquiring boy from Idaho. The discussion shifted to Vietnam. Something must be wrong with our war policy but what? One boy said, "Basically I'm a hawk." Another felt the war was immoral "We should get out as soon as we can." The Idahoan wanted to know if maybe South Vietnam wouldn't, from a practical economic standpoint, be better off under communism. "You're an economics major," he told the RGL. "I just want to hear your opinion." Several people in the group were watching this boy. He had another, rather surprising question. Was it true that in 1952 a free election was supposed to be held and the U.S. stopped it. A disagreement ensued. "No, that wasn't the way it was." "Well, wasn't there something, way back there something we did that was kind of..." The RGL cleared it up. Yes, the U.S. had taken action which prevented Ho Chi Mihn from becoming the ruler of all Vietnam and which placed the puppet Diem government in power. The next day the group met with two other "Help the Republicans" groups. The discussion got down to business. Should the three groups combine? Should they further merge with all the freshmen who throughout the week had joined "Help the Republicans" interests groups? Some favored the merger, but many wanted to keep their own original interest group at least somewhat autonomous. The students finally voted to combine their three groups. Each group would elect a chairman, and the three chairmen would serve on as a three-man triumvirate. Now our Interest Group was ready to choose a chairman. So that everyone would have a chance, students made their nominations on slips of paper. A student could thus nominate himself without anyone knowing. Seven were nominated. Those seven were narrowed to two the girl from New York and the boy from Idaho. The girl got up to speak. "Really I don't know what to say," she giggled, "...but I've been |