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THE GRANTONIAN
February 21, 1969
Editorials
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dress code aaain!
Constitution revised
by executive council
For those of you who may be inter
ested in what the executive council is
up to this term, here is a short resume
of the activities undertaken by the
council.
The most posing problem is that
of revising the school constitution.
According to George Galati, activ
ities director, our present constitu
tion is “Archaic, it’s obsolete and
has literally choked the life out of
the student body* We want to put a.
little pep into the student govern
ment,” he concluded.
The council is using the present con
stitution as a basis for changes that are
necessary. They hope to get the consti
tution revision completed within a
month, as they have been working on it
at least three times a week.
If passed by the General Council,
the proposal will be voted on in a
special election of the student body.
One major change has been proposed
to the General Council separately so, if
passed, it may be enforced as soon as
possible. This is annual student body
elections, which would mean that two
slates of officers would be voted on at
spring for the following year. A commit
tee was formed in General Council,
headed by Ralph Bakkenson, to look into
the possibility of this proposal.
Other projects undertaken will be the
spring carnival, which Vice-president
Terry Jones will be in charge of, and an.
extensive clean-up campaign which was
completely planned by the fall council,
but because of the snow, fell through.
Long-haired, pants-clad students of both sexes, mini
skirted girls, boys with beards—what is it? A costume
party? Or maybe the beginnings of a parade?
Such would be the typical reaction of a parent who
showed up (probably by mistake) at one of the Portland
district schools.
The next question would probably be—doesn’t this
type of grooming affect the students’ conducts and atti
tudes? And what about their study habits?
These are the questions which are currently under
consideration by members of the Portland School
Board.
Paul Howe, School Board member, feels that some
students have gone beyond what the board had in mind
when the dress code was passed. He has proposed that
the board “make clear that liberalization of the dress
code did not mean abdication for reasonable standards
of conduct.”
This call for a rehash of the code seems to indicate
a rerun of history. Dress code committees in the past
have found it easy to get hung-up on details, such as
“how is disruptive to be defined?”
There has been little or no change in the dress and
grooming of most students, and most of those who have
adopted new standards have done so in an unobtrusive
and non-disruptive way.
After all, it is what is learned, not what is worn that
is important. The students are satisfied and seem to be
learning as much as before the change of environment,
so why not leave well enough alone?
Takes from the Marshall “Verdict”
Remember when "Hippie" meant big in the hips,
And a "trip" involved travel in cars, planes, and ships?
When "Pot" was a vessel for cooking things in,
And "hooked" was what grandmothers rugs might have been?
When "Fix" was a verb that meant mend or repair.
And "Be-in" meant simply existing somewhere?
When "Neat" meant well-organized, tidy and'clean.
And "Grass" was a ground cover, normally green?
When lights and not people were "Switched on and off,"
And the "Pill" might have been what one took for a cough?
When "Camp" meant to quarter outdoors in a tent,
and "Pop" was what the weasel went?
When "Groovy" meant furrowed with channels and hollows.
Generalities
Portland State University’s science
building will be open to the parents of
students and the general public this Sun
day from 2:00-6:00 p.m.
Films are scheduled and coffee will be
available. Address of the building is
1025 S.W. Mill.
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The General Council, headed by Jack
Sharpe, has plans of supporting an or
phan child overseas if enough money
can be raised.
^Jlie (jrantonian
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Vol. 74, No. 2 — February 21, 1969
Editor ................................ June Ammon
Page 1 Editor............................... Martha Ojard
Page 2 Editor .................. Marlene Feves
Page 3 Editor.................. Bruce Fishback
Page 4 Editor...................................... Jan Kelley
Reporters........ Debby Liesch, Katherine
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And "Birds" were winged-creatures, like robins and swallows?
When "Fuzz" was a substance that's fluffy like lint,
And "Bread" came from bakeries, not from the mint?
When "Square" meant a 90-degree angled form,
And "Cool" was a temperature not quite warm?
When "Roll" meant a bun, and "Rock" was a stone,
And "Hang-up" was something you did to a phone.
When "Chicken" meant poultry, and "Bag" meant a sack,
And "Junk" trashy cast-offs and old bric-a-brac
When "Jam" was preserves that you spread on your bread,
And "Crazy" meant balmy, not right in the head?
When "Cat" was a feline, a kitten grown up.
And "Tea" was a liquid you drank from a cup?
When "Swinger" was someone who swung in a swing,
And a "Pad" was a soft sort of cushiony thing?
When "Way-out" meant distant and far, far away,
And a man couldn't sue you for calling him "Gay"?
When "Dig" meant to shovel and spade in the dirt,
and "Put-on" was what you would do to a shirt?
Words once so sensible, sober, and serious,
Are making the "Freak Scene" like "Psychedelerious!"
It's Groovy, man, groovy, but English it's not.
Methinks this whole language has gone straight to POT!
On The Shelf
by Jan Kelley
“Oliver,” the story of Oliver Twist by
Charles Dickens, is now playing at the
Eastgate Theatre for any Tom Sawyer
minded fans.
Ron Moody as Oliver does a tremen
dous job with this musical although his
voice is so weak in many of the numbers
you almost feel like helping him out.
Oliver is the story of an orphan boy
who is sold after he dares ask for a
second portion of porridge at the work
house where he lives.
After living with an undertaker and
his family, Oliver runs away to London
where he becomes friends with the Art
ful Dodger while trying to make his
fortune.
This leads him to a gang of young
hoodlums in the slums of London led
by Fagan.
Here the fun begins. Being the inno
cent loveable boy that he is, Oliver finds
himself in all kinds of trouble with 12
and 13 year olds who smoke pipes and
pick pockets 24 hours a day.
But, unlike many movies made re
cently, this one has a happy ending.
The musical numbers are beautifully
performed, especially “Getting to Know
You,” performed at the beginning of the
movie when Oliver meets the Artful
Dodger. They are joined by all the shop
keepers and solicitors on the street.
All in all, this musical is a must for
an enjoyable Saturday night date!
30 years of tradition continued by second generation
After more than 30 years, the sea
gulls automatically congregate on the
southern corner of the campus each day
for a free meal.
Every morning between 7:30 and
8:30 and each afternoon between
12:00 and 1:00 Miss Doris Lottridge
follows the tradition established by
her parents many years ago; that of
feeding the seagulls in Grant park.
This tradition was first started by
Hugh Lottridge about 30 years ago and
was carried through by his wife after
his death.
“My mother was the real insti
gator of the whole thing,” stated
Miss Lottridge.
Mrs. Pina Lottridge, now 84, almost
85 years old, is laden with arthritis and
has been unable to feed the birds for the
past couple of years. So, she prepares the
feast for her fine feathered friends and
her daughter, Doris, finds time each day
to take it over for the birds.
The Lottridge family has been quite a
tradition at Grant as the 1965 Memoirs
was dedicated to Mrs. Lottridge. It was
inscribed: “At 1:30, on the southern cor
ner of our campus, Mrs. Hugh Lottridge
feeds the seagulls. She was a diversion
at first, but during the past 30 years she
has quietly become a tradition. The 1966
Memoirs Staff dedicates this book to
her.”
And the seagulls come and go, taking
this honor for granted—for they don’t
stop to think how many days or weeks
or years longer they will receive food
from the Lottridge family.
OVER 30 YEARS of tradition is upheld by Miss Doris Lottridge who took over
her parents’ “job” of feeding the seagulls an the campus.