he James T. Jeremiah Chapel steeple stood proudly illuminated yet mute.The Centennial Library remained lighted but empty. Cedar Lake glistened with the reflections ofthe silent lights, but not a ripple stirred. And high above,a full moon mastered the lights below, but Cedarville College was still. Students had long since forgotten the conversations held in Chuck's Cafe. Staff members had forsaken their notes and memos. Professors had finalized their lectures and exams. The college family was at rest. YOU COMO FEEL IT IN TYE SILENCE! Though Cedarville College lay silently in the heart of the Miami Valley, something lingered in the air. A thrill of excitement and rush of enthusiasm penetrated the blackness of the night. The warmth of friendship and unity filled the air. A sense of deep purpose encompassed the sleeping campus. Even in the silence of. the night,it could be felt. It lay subtley yet boldly acrossthe campus. It could not be ignored,for it was the very reason that the campus wasfounded,has grown and continues to prosper. It was... TYE CEPARKLE DIFFERENCE
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