Word: vag
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...more class and to more quizzes, thought Vag as he bounced down the Emerson steps, practiced a jump turn across the walk, and set off cross country toward Widener. One more class and two more quizzes-held your glass for more gin fizzes-vacation loomed just behind that Saturday section man and not one bit farther. Vag brightened inwardly, hastened his step, and almost hollered "Track" at the crowd blocking...
Vacation was coming, all right. The signs were everywhere, and he had expected it even before the display windows appeared. The dining hall was emptying and study cards were already called in, and the boards covering the Widener steps-they always stood for snow and ice. Snow and ice, Vag mused, ice and glasses. Not too much water, he cautioned. No more lethargic lectures, and endless doodling until the bell rang. Soon the bells would be ringing all the time, and breakfast would move up into afternoon, and weekends would mushroom into whole weeks. Tow whole weeks, in fact...
...time for thinking after the autumn madness and before the mid-winter grand. Vag stopped fairly on the lift overing of show and thought of what the newspapers called his postwar readjustment. It had been made. Now he could sit calmly in his armchair and spend a straight afternoon reading a novel or textbook with a lot loss of the old restlessness. He was in the college life for what it was worth...
Cautiously Vag started to cross Massachusetts Avenue, then with an air of bravado, he dodged a taxi. A flake of snow hit, him in the eye. Direct hit, he said to himself, and though his eye watered he smiled expansively at nobody and continued across the Yard. Where was he walking to! Didn't he have to see someone at University Hall, or was it Lehman! Well, lot the big boys wait. He was taking a walk to think things over, to sum things up. The happiest days of his life, and perhaps in a way the least useful, that...
That was where he had to go-Weld Hall, the placement bureau. He didn't want to be placed, not till June at any rate. Trees, snow, dying ivy, He would put off the placement people at least for a little while. College was here and now. Vag made a resolution to stop treasuring each month until June, for then he'd be prepared to face the outside. And he certainly wanted to-in June. Until then there was Christmas and asking and the spring months, Mission accomplished, thought Vag, standing at the Thayer Gate, so he turned around...