A Journey Through Time with the Kenyon Reveille

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In a corner of Ransom Hall, beside the glossy pamphlets and shiny hardcover books by Kenyon authors, lie two shelves full of Kenyon history. Should nervous prospies and their parents opt for alternative reading material while waiting for their tours, they are perfectly free to peruse the Kenyon Reveille — our yearbook — copies of which stretch (unchecked) back to 1904 (as far as I can find). I went looking there for some some throwback gems.

I began in 1995, when some of our first-year class was born.

Just enjoying the 90s.

Just enjoying the ’90s.

Studio Art majors.

Some studio art majors.

(They never change.)

(They never change.)

From there I jumped back to 1975.

We've survived the sixties.

We’ve survived the sixties. Mostly.

The Kenyon Married immortalized.

The Kenyon Married immortalized.

The Ladies' swim team dressed for success.

The Ladies’ swim team dressed for success.

And from there to 1966.

Still got three years to go until you can interact with three-dimensional women.

Still three years to go until you can interact with three-dimensional women.

I imagine that's a coca cola.

I imagine that’s a Coca Cola.

Getting down for the "fall dance".

Good to know that Kenyon parties have always been “unreal.”

Then to 1942, when the yearbook was still maintaining a more solemn look.

The class of '42 shows off their socks.

The Class of ’42 shows off their socks.

A few clubs have not survived to the present.

A few clubs have not survived to the present.

Kenyon theater when ladies were played by lords.

Kenyon theater when ladies were necessarily played by Lords.

Finally, I visited the class of 1910, when the photography was limited to a few class portraits. But there were plenty of other contributions.

Why didn't the class of 2013 revive this?

Why didn’t the Class of 2013 revive this?

He might be happy to know that Harp Ensemble is still going strong.

He might be happy to know that Harp Ensemble is still going strong.

Long-distance relationships have always been a struggle bus.

Long-distance relationships have always been a struggle bus.

In short, it’s great to get lost in history and see what’s changed. And what hasn’t.

Some things never change.

No, really. Some things never change.

It’s great to know that Kenyon was always a bit weird. And a bit wonderful.

Kenyon windowsills are for intellectual improvement, not Pierce dishes.

Ascension windowsills are for intellectual improvement, not your lazy Peirce dishes.

What Kenyon decade would you most care to visit? What traditions should we revive? (Or nix?) Have I missed anything? Let me know below.

5 responses

  1. Excellent. And, for the record, every time I find myself alone in the lower Storer bathroom, I honor the class of 1913 by yelling “WOO, PEE!” #celebrateurine

  2. Pingback: Kenyon Reveille: From the Beginning of Time | The Thrill

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