Viking_Yearbook_64

friday... On the streets , cars and buses inched along, painstakingly making their way through murky morning traffic– nearing Portland State each block became a triumph . Early arrivals were rewarded with parking spaces; others walked . Inside the buildings , people were already involved with the day. They walked, talked , laughed, swore, business of coping with this day they had seized and made their own . as they went about the serious At a table in the cafeteria, a young woman sat daydreaming over a cooling cup of coffee . She lazily glanced at the clock, hurriedly finished her coffee and ran out muttering to no one in particular, "Thank God it's Friday! " .. 43