Eric Borer | La Verne Magazine

1946: LVC Post-War Era Beginning

Feb 1, 1997 | Features

Fifty years ago marked the beginning of the post war era. There was no ivy clinging to the walls of Founders Hall; instead, it covered the whole exterior of Miller Hall, an all women dormitory.

9 a.m.-Noon: Where Did You Park?

Feb 1, 1997 | Features

The parking lots at the University of La Verne are almost full by 9 a.m.

UGAP: Faculty Congress of ULV

Feb 1, 1997 | Features

Call it the Congress of the University of La Verne. The representatives do not come from different states, but from different departments within the University.

George Stone: Metrorail Rock Art by Stone

Feb 1, 1997 | Profiles

Standing in the yard of Star Iron Works, sculptor George Stone points and describes each different part of the large rocks that he has been creating for the last five years.

6-9 a.m.: Coffee, Crows and Commuting

Feb 1, 1997 | Features

Damp air and a still coolness stalk silently around the University of La Verne campus. With less than half an hour until sunrise, the University starts to yawn and blink her eyes. It is just the beginning of another day, but already there is activity, and people are busy on campus.

President Stephen Morgan: Dreaming Nirvana at La Verne

Feb 1, 1997 | Profiles

Ask University of La Verne President Stephen Morgan to describe his day, and he reaches into the breast pocket of his crisp, white dress shirt. In his palm, he holds a 3 x 5 index card smudged with letters and numbers that decipher his day’s schedule.

1936: A Time That Was Not Easy

Feb 1, 1997 | Features

Depression had taken its toll across the United States, but, despite the hardships, the students of La Verne College took pride in their alma mater.

3 a.m.-6 a.m.: While You Were Sleeping…

Feb 1, 1997 | Features

At 3:01 a.m., Studebaker-Hanawalt Residence Hall (Stu-Han) takes on a new personality.

From the Editor

Feb 1, 1997 | From the Editor

The scene can be repeated over and over again, as if it were a vision in a crystal ball and an old, wise gypsy lady were watching. The campus is quiet until students, faculty and staff arrive to spend another day in a place that is so familiar, yet unknown.