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COMMON BONDS WE OWE TO THEE
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Joyously we sing thy story,
College of delightful ways.
Eagerly we tell the glory
Of thy splendid days.
State College, we dedicate our “Ped” to you... no, not toa group
of red brick buildings surrounded by expanses of green lawn. To
us you have meant much more than that. To us who know you in
your hundredth year you are more than Draper and Huested and
Milne, more than the Commons and the P.O., more than a stack
of Ed. 10 books and a red leather diploma. That which makes you
State College to us—that common bond—extends to the “Boul”
and the lake in Washington Park. Our remembrance of you is
linked with the Indian trails of Thatcher Park, as well as the
traveled by-ways of the city, with the cold water of “Six Mile”
in early June, the view from the top of the State Office Building,
the long ride out to Montgomery and Ward. State College, four
walls cannot contain the essence of you. ‘That haunting quality is
felt wherever groups have gathered, wherever we have worked or
played. To each of us and to each of our predecessors you have had
a different meaning. For the golden memories of ’44, which we have
tied up in little ribbons and tucked away for future reference, we
thank you, State College.
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FACULTY
His desk may be piled high with letters
ete, that demand his attention. He may he
swamped with the million and one duties
that occupy a president's time but Dr.
Sayles is never too busy to talk to his stu-
dents and help solve their problems. It
seems that this year the students had lots of
ideas and when they were presented to Dr.
Sayles—presto-chango—the P.O. was re-
vived, the Commons became a_ student
He's “on top” with us too
activity center, fully equipped with a coke
machine, the cafeteria was transformed into
a place that made eating a pleasure. Yes, the
students always come first with Dr. Sayles.
Their wishes are his commands. When you
sit in his office in a red plush chair he may
tell you about his cook or the hotel which he
runs on the side or perhaps he will ask your
advice on the kind of shrubbery you think
should be planted around school. But
whether he’s discussing what a grand bunch
Myskania is or telling you about a new book
he just read, you can’t help but feel at home
in his presence. He’s the most dated man in
school but if you're lucky enough to find him
you'll enjoy talking that
home, across
broad desk and you'll admire the toy
menagerie on the bookcase. Perhaps some-
day you look up from your bench in the
Annex when a slow re voice drawls
” Then
“Things weren’t like that in my da
in a flash that twinkling, wordless smile
breaks through. You sigh, laugh heartily and
return to your Latin trot. He walks you to
classes, strums the piano in the Commons,
joins in the conversation in the P.O. Yes,
our Dr. Sayles is a grand all around guy.
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In an office one door down from Dr.
Nelson we are welcomed by Dean Stokes.
It seems we students aren't the only busy
people in the world and if you don’t believe
it drop in on the faculty sometime. We may
find Dean Stokes busy with war work, cam-
pus chest, Russian knitting yarn or Cam-
pused Ones. Her smile puts us at our ease
and her pet question this year has been
“Who got married to
We can appre-
ciate that question not being able to keep
track so well ourselves these days. Wood
carvings and bridge are hobb’es but here's
a warning—she doesn’t appreciate bridge
players who don’t finesse. We vow to come
back soor we leave the inner sanctums of
our first lady
Lady of leisure—momentarily
No banker's hours for the Dean
“T don’t know why in hell I took the course
—pardon my French,” fumes McFeeley.
Dean Nelson immediately snatches up a
thumbs
through it, pauses,
dictionary,
“Sorry, my boy, it’s Anglo-Saxon.” What
can you say to a man like that? For this
keen-eyed Dean of ours with a sense of
humor as sharp as his ties knows all the
answers. When the answer is no, you go!
Frosh get curriculum tremors in the outer
office but upper classmen learn that it’s
merely a trick of matching high eyebrows
and they drop in. just to visit.
Genial gentlemanZof Education
They impart
“the professional attitude”
And now for the delightful erew that
makes up our “Profs.” When we were lowly
frosh we felt sure the upperclassmen. fre-
quented their domains merely to pull that
C up to a B but when we became oriented
we found that we liked to wander in our-
selves, for our “Profs” sure were a bunch of
“right guys.” After a half year in Milne we
could even sympathize with them or better
still admire them because they are real peo-
ple, a good advertisement for the teaching
profession. We appreciate the fact that it
isn’t in every college that students have a
chance to meet and chat with the faculty.
The status quo of “wisdomed minds” has
not remained the same any more than has
that of the student body. We welcome all
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the newcomers and wish a fond bon voyage
to Dr. Rienow, Dr. Sisk, Dr. Baker, Dr.
Lester, Coach Hatfield and others now serv-
ing Unele Sam and, of course, our own D.V.
now a full-fledged college President at Cort-
land State Teachers College. In making a
tour of the school we drop in on the gang
that tries to make us into teachers—Dr.
Morris—keeps ’em awake even at 4:30 and
ministers to the maladjusted; Dr. Biek
offers tried and true advice; Dr. Kenny
gives latest reports on his Milne problem
children; Dr, Hendrickson—photographed
our movie; Dr. Hicks—always grinning and
we love it—his classes are a lesson in
democracy; and Dr. Hayes and C. C. Smith
philosophy and psychology with a southern
accent,
Up to the minute data
No, not commerce
Newcomers
history
“on the in’
Frequenters of Page Hall are Miss
Futterer—first lady of State's stage—she
molds the “green ones” into surprisingly
good material and there’s Dr. Hardy—runs
from his stage set to his Shakespeare class
leaving a trail of nails and paint behind
now off to the Armed Forces. Then there’s
Dr. Hastings—can tell a joke in that un-
hurried British way—we love to hear that
Dr. McIlwaine
keeps us entertained with tasty
chuckle;
he’s “utterly de-
lightful”
details; tolerant Dr. Jones—number one
morale builder for our men in khaki and
navy blue—often extends similar services
at the home front—unforgetable as Santa
Claus; Miss Hopkins—breath control with
a sense of humor—Shakespeare with a dash;
Miss Koch—**Vogue” at State; Miss Peltz—
They aim to please
Collaboration on the drama
Mystery stories for relaxation
epitome of understanding; dignified Miss
Phillips
realm of
connoisseur of biographies, In the
the ancient classies—hospitable
Dr. Wallace leaning back in her chair and
discussing the cobwebs in Horace’s purse
| Dr.
and. lyrics Goggin—all bright en-
thusiasm and friendliness.
Informer of the boys “over there”
Our vitamin and stretch department—
rly in their hygiene
the frosh meet them ea
classes—Dr. Green of the oh-so-comforting
manner—whether your trouble is physical
or mental she'll help you out and Dr. Dor-
waldt who beetles genially at you through
his brows. Miss Johnson and Miss Foster do
That's a problem
the Procrustes act and they’re the people we
do those 8:00 o’clock calisthenics for. We
ought to include here our versatile biology
professors who have come from haunts of
bird and beast and flower to explain the in-
trieacies of the human skeleton: Drs.
Clausen, Douglas, and Scotland. Frosh are
also acquainted with Miss Betz, Mr. Sturm,
and Mr, Tieszen, who inhabit the realms of
test tubes and odors. Dr, Lanford and Mr.
Kennedy emerge from the lab occasionally
and are viewed from afar off. Things we
like: Dr. Andrews smiling at us in the hall,
and our bowling enthusiast’ Dr. Power,
beaming from behind his desk. The three
$’s of the Spanish department—suave Dr.
Childers, sweet Miss Preston, and sophisti-
cated Dr. Dobbin. ‘The latter two “parlent
en francais” also, as colleagues of petite Dr.
Smith and Dr. (French a la Ireland) Mahar.
“Du, liegst mir in Herzen” is heard through
the halls from Herr Decker’s class room.
Who's telling who
Connoisseurs of the elements
Service with a smile
A glance into the Math office would reveal
even-tempered Dr. Beaver discussing the
unknown quantity with Dr. Birchenough,
affectionately dubbed “Birehie” or Dr.
DoBell, who can really take pictures, ex-
plaining the art of photography to Mrs.
Fee, the one who marks down those absences
in assembly.
Sittin’ on top of the world
If you get past the exhibits (art) on second
floor Draper and our charming Miss Hutch-
ins, you'll discover our Commerce depart-
ment tucked away on third floor—Mr.
Gemmell spending his leisure time writing
a book; cheerful Dr. York and ambitious
Dr. Cooper busy with the students’ finances;
Mr. Terwilliger entertaining with his anec-
dotes; Mr. ‘Terrill and his sense of humor;
and Miss Avery, our horticulturist.
Continuing our tour we give the Social
Studies department a going over or vice
versa. There are plenty of new-comers here,
first of all Miss Acomb.
Next
debonair Dr. Standing and Lieu-
tenant Rice, State’s loss and Navy's gain.
Oh those tie:
! Dr. Stewart—historical dates
Dr.
with a cultural dash. Hidley—dry
humor and flashy suits. Mrs. Egelston
twiddling the window shade and speaking
over her shoulder to an entranced class.
Genius at work
Conference interrupted
Also new is Dr. Forsythe, who has already
won us over and whose Poly Sei classes and
“milk
bottle” speech have made dinner-
table-conversation fame.
The new “coach” relaxes
The tour isn’t complete without taking
notice of the building on the end. Those
stained glass windows and paintings on the
walls are so familiar by now. Of course, we
are ever thankful to our decipherers of the
Dewey decimal system, the Misses Cobb,
Kirkpatrick and James.
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INTERSORORITY COUNCIL
Bewildered and bewitched frosh basking
in the warm friendliness of upper-classmen
sorority against sorority for luncheon dates
with those neweomers—lower Draper breath-
ing of rivalry—in the “Boul,” the seven
gavel-swingers of cach sorority genially dis-
cussing rules for rushing, silent period,
formal week-end. Who are these masters
of diplomacy who keep the sorority life of
the campus on an even keel? Blonde-
bombshell Brucker synchronizes things—
let’s not say “greases the skids”, with Jan
Smith adding the momentous decisions to
her little book, and Lil Gross at the budget.
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Council at case
Discussing plans
Ginny, Nan, Jane, and Honey comprise
the rest of this snappy gang who really
know what they’re talking about when it
comes to getting the girls what they want.
And so, safely through another year
watching the freshmen—not doing Poli Sei,
but lingering instead over a ham sandwich
at Peter’s or a pack of cigarettes in the
Annex—dying to say “Hi’’—but not daring
—making Open House fun for all in spite of
hurried house cleaning—and formal dinner
the best ever—Hell Week the worst—saying
that it’s an awful headache, but State must
goon!
KAPPA DELTA
“It's haunted” Ane
will tell you. And the — the mirror is merely Southwick’s Hansen.
spook slaps wet wash clothes around. But Never a dull moment but Smith sits brood-
that Quasamodo-like head swathed in towels ing—how to get even with the guy who
is only Sandy with a cold. The wreath of doesn’t do his dishes. Maybe it’s the ghost.
pictures haunting Brucker as she looks in
Aney Carlson Gale
Baird Carpenter Griffin
Baxter Clough Hansen
Bombard Crants Howel!
Brinkman Crumm Kenny
Brown Dutty Kramer
Brucker Elgie Lively
Buyek Ford McGowan, A.
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Crump Harper Mason
Haight Hines Wood
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McGowan, E.
Reed
Richards
Sanderson
Scudder
Shoup
Skinner
Smith
Southwick
Sprenger
Verrey
Wilson
Winyall
psi GAMMA
Crime Incorporated—Carmany, Lois, and
Now—making life “hot” for the rest of the
house—Slote and Bets ducting at the piano
—THope’s mystifying male menagerie—pin-
up men—*Melville you glamour puss!”—
Nora and Nat on sports’ sprees—bikes and
bowling with the Chi Sigs (ask Flo)
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Bantham Carey Fitzpatrick Malloy Sabatini
Beard Carmany Giavelli Math Schlott
Beckerle, A. Hennessy Melville Siraco
Beckerle, H. Keehle Now Stengel
Brumm Kendall Pallotta Tymeson
Bullock Drury Lulkowski Pickert Wolff
Burkhard
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Fear Hatheway LoFaro Mauersberger Pohl Skavina
Siraco’s Union claims that led to open houses
—Wolfe on a diet replete with exercises
gavel-giving Pickert planning, pledging,
plugging Psi Gamma—and who has a passion
for Ty Power? “Of all the Greeks in our fair
town—it’s Psi Gamma for I.”
Ethereal faces? “That's the Sinatra in-
fluence,” sigh Smith Hylind and DeChene.
There’s O’Brien who plays all requests and
cherubie Grog, “the Chaperon,” dusky
headed Curran with her six phone calls per
night, plus the bejeaned and victorious foot-
ball team starred by Abbie’s streamlined
Bostwick DiRubbo Groden
Byrne Domann Hayes
Curran Frank Hoffman
DeChene Garfall Hylind
Dee Gerg Kelly
DeSeve Grayelle Latimer
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Beidl Mather O'Brien
Henk McGrath, E. J. Rappleyea
Moody
passes. “To the hilt!” booms spark-plug
Bostwick, sword in hand, till Latimer and
Garfall toss her under the dresser. Dee and
McGrath yell “Hey! The bedspreads,” —
masterpieces of that elite and campuswide
sewing bee. Lucky guy to be with this lov-
able, elfish crew who like most being merry.
Leahy Ramroth
Liebl Smith, D.
MacDonald Smith, E.
McFerran Smith, J.
McGrath, E. 1. Walsh
Nolan Willet
Quinn Young
ALPHA EPSILON PHI
“Puff!” went the oil burner and “flit”
went Cohen after the mailman, At four in
the morning the phone would ring and
“Feldie” “Hello”
answered by “What track does the 6:30
would chatter to be
train leave on?” For A E Phi is Union Sta-
tion with one number camouflaged. Special-
ties: Raymon’s snappy Lindy, Meltzer’s
too-many-men-trouble, Teddy and Trudy’s
“Little Menagerie,” PK’s two letters a day
to Joe. “Malaprop Midgie” can coin words
like a miniature mint and Kirsh can cash in
on fire insurance. They'll burn that place
down yet!
Balshan Falk Kadish Navy Tishler
Belkin Feldman Kirshenblum Packer Trop
Cohen Fine Kleine Pasternack Utal
Cohn Gerofsky Kreisberg Raymon Weissblum
Cooper Greenberg Kuhn Rubin Wirosloff
Drooz Gross Levine Sontz Yanowits
Meltzer
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Over Lake, over dale, we will hit the route
to Quail, for there live those super Gamma
Kaps. Whether it's dancing with jitterbug
Ozzie, listening to President Honey on
Monday nights, looking at house-president
Dodie’s wedding album in newly decorated
“Little Hell,” spouting Spanish or French
with Smith and Rice, embroidering the next
name on the traditional bedspread, or even
giving 100% to Campus Chest—every-
thing’s fun at Gamma Kap. Point-permeated
Heath mixing vitamins with menus and
kets
loving it—Gen’s zoot-suit j no need
to “shake well before knowing.”
Anthony DerBedrosian Maggio Revelle Smith, J.
Barna Fabrizio Marcantonio Rice Stiles
Byrne, A. Hartz Mills Takas
Cheney Hayden Moran Washinko
Cochrane Johnston Pedisich Young
Coluzzi Loughlin Phillips Zingale
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Faring
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Ferris
Quinn
Chattering in the Commons, racing down-
stairs for their midnight snack, singing the
songs that “Blakie” writes for every oc
sion, or clustering around Nan’s chair on
Monday nights, they’re one in spirit. After
vacations crowding into the little room on
third listening to Stitt effervesce about how
wonderful Christmas is—gathering on the
sidelines to root for Gette and Leda and the
rest of the team, they’re one in enthusiasm.
Painting “Speed Limit” signs for formal
week-end’s Greenwich Village—laughingly
approving of Rosie's blank verse and the de-
lightful dance duo, Put and Del—the phone
constantly ringing for Merhoff or Shay—
Whitney and Casey's ardor over open
houses—the whole crew's visitations to the
U.S. O.—all these and more make the Beta
Zeta shield the symbol of a friendly way of
life.
Bailey Cosgrave Hayeslip Merhoff Stitt
Blake Dunn Hughes Offhouse VanAllen
Brumm Fisk Jenks Shay Ww
Bushnell Frey Klock Smith, B. Whitney
Casey Gale LaSalle Smith, E. Wilcox
Cornell Hasbrouck MacKay Sprague
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Kranz Lovecky Putnam Rooth Ropke
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PHI DELTA
Barnhart
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Gould
Hill
Jacobsen
Lawton, E.
Stepp
Vernoy
“T pass. How about you, old thing?
Whoops! Card sharks Ludington, Myers,
Boughton and Smith are at it again. What's
this T hear? The sound of footsteps—future
Phi Delts running pledge duties looking so
We have
cute in their little black beani
midnight snacks a la Boughton and Smith—
Ludington’s case of the kidnapped kitten—
Kippy’s capers with piano and song to
eric them—don’t mind the jestures,
hys
she’s just rehearsing for A.D.—not to men-
tion Myers’ prowess with pen, Elaine and
Betty the house jitterbugs, eyeful Irene and
glamorous Ginny, the room-mate presi-
dents with priorities on Union and portable
vies, bowler Hill and Helterline, eum laude—
so stands Phi Delta’s femmes. Lucky fellows
those Med students.
Albright Lawton, H.
Alden Ludington
Boughton Marsh
Breunig Moschak
Burton Myers
Cleven Reiff
Davis, B.
Demos Smith, P.
Hiamilton Stryker
Harris Stuart
Helterline Werner
Jobson Worsley
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In order to get to Pierce Hall go up
Western past Rice’s, past’ Wagar’s (unless
it’s Sunday night) past the W.T. (hmm, too
bad). Turn right at Ontario and there set
back from the street is our beautiful colonial
(well, it has pillars) abode. No, that isn’t
the slaves’ quarters on the other side of the
old plantation (Greek Theatre), that’s
Sayles Hall, Come on inside and be enter-
tained. Let’s go down this way to the Ingle
and dance for awhile. What'll it be
rhumba, waltz? Or do you want to relax and
watch the struggle? If its bridge or ping-
pong you enjoy the Ingle has it these days.
The reek that greets you here is from time
was when life was gay and only heads were
visible. Perhaps you'd like to join the soft-
ball game in the big field between the dorms.
“Come up “and see my room.” It’s nice
chair, ete. ete.
bed, bed, desk, desk, ct
All the comforts of home but don’t spill
those ashes or you'll pay with your life.
“Sorry you have to go.” You can walk
bravely down the front walk now. Times
have changed.
“Erery girl”
Workin’ up an appetite
A way to consume hours
The gang's all here
but in a
les Hall
Annex men dine there and McGlynn and
Strictly for the duration”
feminine wa
y, please. Oh yes, Saj
O'Grady tempt lots of males to become
admirers of the Nelson Room, but the glee
club on third and Connie Zumba’s matin
serenades prove the femmes are here to
stay—if only for the duration. But they’ve
adopted one masculine element, a woman's
football team with Daly captaining and
Coach Fancher as instructor. Who will ever
forget that day when the Sayles Hall eleven,
barely recognizable under thicknesses of
SAYLES
HALL
shoulder pads, trotted onto the field to meet
the Chi
ig team, Who ever saw a more ex-
citing game—spectators non-plussed at the
actual resemblance to football—cheer-lead-
ers, water boys and Rosie Brock making
flashy end runs plus gals being knocked out.
Yes, it was a great game and lots of fun and
we hope there’s more of them. Smythe and
persistent Whipple serape pencils to produce
the twice monthly Saylesman, Jean Russell
monopolizes the stooge room, talented Trop
seatters her bright sayings about—
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This is the group with frosh spirit that
starts things—flu and chickenpox tops on
the list. Twenty-four poor lonely upper-
classmen try to keep things under control.
Rivalry takes its place among the jitterbugs
Doctor, Cramer, Seymour and Brown
“Lindying” at the sing—Gordon and Gross
putting heart and soul into the dance
Torchies Silvernail and Telian crooning to
“Kitten on the Keys” with Boyer’s
companiment—Pres, Roe expounding on
“How to Keep the Dorm Quiet” to Tischler
and Cooper who exccute the orders along
with “Santa Claus” Serabian. Who
women can’t keep things rolling, even if it
is “strictly for the duration”?
Music, maestro, puh-lease
Excams are coming, tra la
NEWMAN
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B.J. tells one
Newman Hall—State Fair's winner of a to be mailed?” “May I take your book back
“Roaring Twenties” revue. “It’s okay—_ to the library for you?” “Hey, get me a pint
Joe sent me.” “Temptation” Lo Faro, of chocolate at the Sweet Shop will you?”
vivacious ballerina Elsen, all contributing ‘That old home atmosphere prevails with the
to a grand evening’s entertainment. New-_ Irish maids and Mrs. “Van” preparing food.
man, the hall of no councilors, only Pres. Sylvo, the janitor, always pops up at just
Byrne and Donohue with the checkbook to the right time to adjust the heat in the room
keep peace and harmony. It’s the hall with the bay windows and to save Smithling
where the Frosh do all the work: “Any letters and Johnson from an icy death,
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MORELAND HALL
“Now look kids, menus must be in by
Friday, and you can’t have carrots again
because we had them yesterday.” Such is
the life of Murph, house manager. There's
something about the cooperative spirit that
reaches down inside you. Ask any of the
girls about that minstrel show when the
whole house put on a black face. Things
like Harper’s “St. Louis Blues” and Walsh-
ie’s “Shortnin’ Bread” are classie now. A
bunch of girls with an idea can put their
heads together and acquire a piano and
Lilienfeld and Waldron can play it. No, that
girl isn’t an Indian. She's just carrying a
blanket up to the roof for a sun bath. The
back yard is for picnics, easy suppers when
the cooks can whip up a simple potato salad
Ber ull MER
ee
Square dancing interrupted
and iced tea and there you are. Or rather,
there they are—thirty-five future teachers in
shorts and slacks on a co-op picnic.
Just posin
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Eyes front
WREN HALL
If you should happen to be touring down
South Lake Avenue, past abandoned fra-
ternity houses and the quiet park the sound
of g
y may unexpectedly reach your ear.
Bring out your specks and peer to your left.
There is a huge, rambling house and it
doesn’t take long to discover that many
girls inhabit it. That's Wren Hall, in
ase
you don’t go to college and can’t read the
sign swinging over the porch. The spacious-
ness of the house affords the girls plenty of
room to dance and haye parties. That piano
downstairs is an inducement to many a song
fest. The girls chose Marge Worsley as their
and
president. “Fun” is. their password
slogan.
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Watch the birdy
Officers oblige
FARRELL HOUSE
With men who know Farrell best
Yes, there’s glamour in a mansion and
Farrell House has it and more. Massive
and
lawns for sunning come June, second
third floor landings with window seats for
group hangouts, parties at any hour and
any night, informality to the nth degree,
chatty teas every Thursday from four to
five, a president. who emotes with “The
Boulevard of Broken Dreams,” and most
important, the house nearest the school
all that’s Farrell. Tt has added distinction
as the only classical house, for its walls
shelter the “*Ves'
al Virgins” of State. Others
like Haines, Carpy and Milne bring it up to
date, with Snyder as mediator. The good
representation of grads lends an impressive
air to this topsy-turvy whirlpool of en-
thusiasts. Farrell is only in its Sophomore
year at State. It’s still the beautiful dwelling
of former years but, after only two years at
State, it has that look of belonging as all
Sophomores do, Superfluous addition—un-
der one roof—‘Little Joe,” “Leatherneck
Laller,” and “Handsome hunk” Crandall.
STOKES HALL
Heady
E.E.P.
uarlers
Gone are the days when 495 State Street
echoed with the masculine yells of Potter
Club members. Gone are the fraternity
brothers but all is not silent within the
house, and the Washington Park lilaes are
still enjoyed. The co-op house into which
Potter has been metamorphosed is manned
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by girls. It has an entirely different!look and
atmosphere but we wonder if the sedate
activities of Stokes can ever efface com-
pletely the memory of things—like the
hilarious baby parties of yesterday. We
wonder.
NELSON HOUSE
Nelson House has entered the neighbor-
y nice neighbor-
nt
hood of Moreland, and a ver
hood it is. Both houses share the big vac
lot for softball games. Near the end of the
year Nelson must have been a little tired of
to
enthusiastic Morelanders bursting in
borrow the ball. Places where people were
found studying—the back steps and_ the
little Juliet. balcony overlooking Madison
Ave. Nelson also boasts a unique sound
proof music room where it’s safe to play the
piano without shouts of “Quiet hours!”
The Frosh have it
HILLEL
Lounge-ing
“Hillel welcomes Frosh.” “Hillel plans
farewell party for Dr. Bamberger.” “Hillel
sponsers salvage drive.” “Hillel—picnic.”
“A variety of activities and a strong group”
—Hillel’s goal and gain. Yes, this group of
go-getters has really shown college a lot this
year. Determination and ambition were
the keys to the door of greater deeds deftly
turned by President Ada. The door first
opened with Frosh Reception when Phil
Lashinsky gave his premier demonstration
of double partner dancing. Many successful
mectings followed with all the Jewish holi-
days celebrated in festive spirit. Opening
the
banquet and a picnic with Hillel as the host
wider door revealed an_ installation
of the Youth Federation of Albany which it
helped to form. To open their door for all of
State’s enjoyment and participation Hillel
brought an assembly speaker, Rabbi Olan.
Caught in the act
He was thoroughly appreciated by all the
students and we remember “Obedience to
law is liberty.” Yes, it was a busy year and
an initial year for it marked the first steps
in the rise of another strong, campus
organization.
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T got religion—you kids ain't
Frosh Club helps the new ones get
started. At Frosh Frolic they’re loosened up
with games—and coke. $.C.A. Chorus gets
them in the mood for State College Sunday
and the Christmas Pageant. $.C.A. services
at noon have become a part of college life
for us all.
Business minds
SuIGHA:
We've bolted sandwiches in the Annex
and waded through snow to spend thirty
peaceful minutes in the little red-brick
chapel. A highlight this year was the lecture
given by Emily Kimbrough, co-author of
Our Hearts Were Young and Gay. “Great
Great Lives” —culture ina
Aftermath
Moments in
sugar-coated dose. lines of
souvenir hunters anticipating autographs —
R.P.I.
cadets and State women were arranged which
and punch, Discussions between
proved very educational. Remember fast-
Captain
p? In March S.C.A
talking, dynamic Witherspoon,
Chaplain on the Was
introduced a seven week:
ries on compara-
live religions with Dr, Forsythe as. first
guest speaker. You know—Hinduism. You'll
find officers Baird, Frey, Hayeslip and Casey
hard at work in the office, which boasts the
only couch in the Commons.
She's got classes too
The pause that refreshes
PUTCOKE
NEWMAN CLUB
Square dancing and study clubs, Frosh
tea and smoker and an Irish shin-dig, blood
doning and printing a News (Hylind will
say the latter two are the same thing!) and
if we turn gremlin and burrow into a meet-
ing we'd see Bostwick’s poker face adorning
the head table (a brief respite from the
bridge table) while De Chene reads hastily
rawled notes about Sister M Peter's
adventures in the Lounge. We'd hear Miss
Goggin’s lively chatter on “Travel in
Greece,” or Mr. Mahar’s “How the Trish
Discovered America.”
Advisor and friend
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At extra special times we might see Slackie
auctioning gypsy ware and hankies while
Sullivan outbidded for all plaid ties. Or we
might learn how many little gremlins to
raise and how to bring them up. Are you a
weenie roast gremlin who ummmms over
plaid shirts, a yellow camp fire in the dark,
smoke and warm songs? Remember the
October picnic and Frosh bellowing “Life is
Very Different” between swallows of coke
back May
picnic with Pat and Flo leading the “little
in Newman's yard—and_ the
puff puffs” song. And if you're susceptible
to blarney you he
March 17th,
ard Bostwick say before
“Cream ale will be served
Saturday night,” and you rushed to buy a
ticket to Harp’s Riot and cut the Friday
4:30 rendezvous. Disillusioned? No. A drop
of green theme had even fused through the
beve
ge—Peg Dee wisped into the last
musical chair, Flo knocked the L out of
Kelly and all Irish eyes were smilin’—oh,
you take life seriously? Then there was the
Assembly speaker who taught us how to
speak Chinese in one easy lesson and used
Myskania and Dr. Sayles as back-drops for
“the Arts.” Then there is the kindly advice
of Father Cahill and prayers in the silent,
golden chapel. Any sensible gremlin would
be tickled by “Think
Curran’s
we're Noooo sir. Basically we're
serious.
Newman Club Couneil
NEWS
Potent Editorialist
Co-co Stengel
The old order changeth giving place to
the new P.O. in pale green, decorated by
isolated bits of femininity. The News goes
on. “iam just an everyday alley cat who
wants to be peaceful what this place needs is
a bloody revolution—kamerad.” Who hasn't
rushed to the rotunda of a Friday morn to
see what turn the feud has taken. “To the
Werie Dearies I should like to say that at
least we have enough guts to sign our names
to the crud we write.” “We're feeling frivo-
lous this week which,despite all rumors is the
natural state of the above pictured femme
fatale.” “Having been gazing more of late
upon the posterior regions of ball number 8
rather than into the old crystal ball, we
have gotten slightly out of touch with the
infinite.”
Contrary-to-the-State-College-News
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Jolly Junior Editors
Smoke never clears but underneath we many a pensive shade must gather here to
know it’s the same old P.O, The News relive the old, gay, mad times in ghostly
If the
creates new memories despite: “Methinks — orgie » could just be one more
at midnight, when all is dark and quiet, orgy!
A feud—words at twenty paces
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PEDAGOGUE
September “43 and the Ped board has its
first meeting. “We'll get the pictures taken
carly this year. ‘Sign up by Thursday and
don’t forget to come’. How about a theme?
Everybody think hard. Now here’s ome.
Gee, that’s wonderful! We've got to keep) it
seeret remember. Nobody squeal. Dummy,
dummy, who's got the—. Now there's. a
little job that we'll get out of the way fasit.”
All of you uninitiated who read this probably
never feel a twinge. You wonder why you
didn’t get your Ped in June. Do you know
there’s a war on and people are starving in
Greece? They're turning out guns and tanks
on the old assembly line and the Russians
are advancing on all fronts. That's what
they told me in the shoe store when I tried
to buy a pair of red loafers. How does the
dummy fit in here? Well anyway it was im-
portant. And the ads... Boy, would we like
to say to some of those stores, “Sir, State
College will take its business elsewhere.”
That would ruin ’em alright. But we haven't
got the heart. Let ‘em keep their old store.
Maybe you think it’s easy to take pictures.
Did you ever try to get six people on the
same spot within twenty minutes? Try it
sometime. We dare you. And the copy,
We
yeah. call up the president of the
Fasyhour Club.
Must be the Ped's out
“What have you done this year?” “Why
we really haven't got organized yet, (it’s
April) but why don’t you eall Mary Doakes.
She’s third assistant vice-manager and
knows more about it than T do.” Think
we're kiddin’, The year draws to a close and
before Moving-Up-Day the Ped board
gathers in a murky recess and five heads
meet over five pleasantly clinking glasses.
Propagation of the speci
Time bringeth
all things. We see you in lower Draper
fighting to get at the paper bound bundles
of “44 Peds. As you sit on the peristyle
thumbing through the pages we hope you'll
feel that the Ped has captured many pre-
cious moments.
Books and more books
He's so sweet
Any ads today?
Typical—yes?
They read the stuff first
Therefore, the “Primer” is not new. It is
carrying on a great tradition. It embodies
the skilled
artistry of State's potential
writers and we're proud of it. We feel it
could take its place beside any collection of
the sure!
its kind in Tumor
Pathos
country.
you bet! And poctry—of course
PRIMER
You kids never heard of “Phe Echo” or
“The Lion.” You probably don’t even re-
member the “Statesman.” All three in turn
attempted to be State’s “Pup.” All three
were condemned as failures and dropped in
favor of the “Primer.” You who have known
only the war years of State look up some old
ta thrill out of what we
musty issues and ¢
like to call the grand old years of State
College.
You will find everything from fiction to
non-fiction in the “Primer”—our literary
annual. Under the guiding pen of Editor-
in-chief Ryan it’s come a long way since it
1942. All of future
was created in you
Saroyans and Hemingways please take note!
And here are the kids who argue for ex-
ereise. “A heated debate filled with vital
issues makes theories real and human and
education becomes a part of life rather than
a formal section of knowledge in the Ed. 10
book.” (News, Feb. “44) Debate Council
around, representing State at
DEBATE
has been
His influence is missed far beyond the
sof Debate. Then there was a little self-
March
circ
sacrifice in when Debate Council
gave up its assembly program to the dis-
cussion of Student Council. It’s been an
active bunch this year who've upheld State’s
honor on the rostrum and those of us who
attended debates here at school were
amazed to find ourselves learning things in a
most interesting way. Merhoff was head gal
with Daly, Marsh and Rooth as fellow
officers.
One moment please
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various colleges. Few opportunities were
passed up this year in spite of worries about
transportation difficulties. Observe closely.
There were trips to St. Rose, Syracuse,
Keuka, Hobart, Middlebury, Cornell, Union,
plus some we've overlooked. There was a
farewell party for Dr. Hardy.
COUNCIL
Debaters at ease
ee
camalics
D and A history may go down in Trece’s
serapbook in black letters but we're inter-
ested in the “small print.” Here we com-
memorate a few Cuba Libres, Schoen’s
butterfly net, Trece’s “slight of sleeve,” and
Jan’s Navy attendant of all presentations.
For instance, page one may say: “D and A
The leading lady
presents the Ostas and the South American
Way" —but we add the incident of the un-
staged piano with radical Emilio demanding
“Just get ten or twelve State men to lift it
up.” Aftermath—The Ten Eyck—Hines
added a few jive steps to Emilio’s ped-
“Under the Bamboo
abulary—Teresita sang
Tree,” Spanish variety. While waving good-
bye from the train, a sudden lurch cast
Emilio between life and death—or Putnam
and Sprenger—for a last graceful gesture.
Maelstrom of admirers
Page two: “D and A brings Louis Unter-
5 Louis strolled
meyer.” Punctually at
in and Aney cancelled the call to the riot
squad. Afterwards a rendezvous at the WT
where “He Asked Me for a Kiss” floated
over glasses of milk. Page three: “D and A
cooperated on the Christmas pageant.” But
we remember Liz and the temperamental
light bulb—little hell in the midst of little
heaven—. Page four: “Meeting notes
8:00 at the Boul, 12:00 in the Commons.”
Madame Crudface’s harem is where all
salaam or eat paint brushes! Honey mouthes
telling “Paglers” and Aney draws up minia
ture “Ultimatums.” It isn’t the facts that
count in history, it’s, the personalities
queer or otherwise.
Hold it!
MUSIC
COUNCIL
Miss Efficiency
Music Council started out bravely this
year with our popular Dr. Goggin and com-
pleted a very successful first semester, In
February Dr. Stokes entered the Music
Department and has been on twenty-four
to remember
hour duty since, It’s not e
all the things that Music Council has done
this year, but we'll try. There was the oh-
so-charming Conrad Thibault, who sang
encore after encore to an enthusiastic audi-
ence, Later in the year John Jacob Niles,
male alto, stroked his dulcimer and sang
“The Hangman” and “Barbary Allen.” Ros
took the orchestra and
Ginsburg over
whipped things into shape for a spring
concert.
Wolinsky’s spectacular activity at the
piano was a high spot of the concert as well
as other evenings. The two hours of classical
recordings in the Lounge were greatly ap-
preciated public service features carried
over from last year—State’s haven for tense
nerves. Do you know that we may expect a
State song book next year with a really com-
plete set of our favorites? One of Music
Couneil’s biggest accomplishments was a
darned good production of “The Mikado”
return engagement of Daye Cronin as
Poohbah. Marsh and Drooz directed—
Snow, Turcotte and Alden starred. Gossip
has it that the cast remained in convulsions
during rehearsals. Could be Charlie. Good
spot—Simon as umbrella carrier. Hot spot
television broadeast. For the first time in
college history the orchestra accompanied
the chorus and was enhanced by the presence
of Dr. Merkel and his magie violin. The
chorus managed to get in under the wire at
graduation—in time to speed the parting
ones. For us on that memorable day it was
well, soothing. ‘Those responsible for all this
activity—Wilcox, the efficient Prez who
copped many more honors than Signum
Laudis—Southwick, Alden, Snow, Drooz,
Casey, Ginsburg and Wood. Music Council
- Tt was a
entertained us royally this y
full program and it was enjoyed by all.
=
Coming attraction
Hmm, where's Conrad?
’
omen 4
What form ad
The women. God bless ‘em. And W.A.A.
tries to keep them in tip-top shape. It does
too, in one way or another. If you bowl,
your right arm swells to twice its normal
size whereas, if you play basketball, you get
knotty legs, and if you go in for tennis, you
develop a permanent squint. That is to say
the tendency is there. It doesn’t happen to us
because we know how to go about preventing
these things. Perhaps our money gives out
just in the nick of time (our team was tied
for second too).
Up in the clouds
One, two, three, lunge
Maybe we have a big helping of brain
work that ties us up for the semi-finals, or
else the cour' ¢ flooded for the last five
weeks of the season. So, in the long run, we
get our exercise in moderate, sensible
amounts
just enough to keep us in that
perfect physical condition for which State
College women are noted, Good line that.
You can almost roll it on your tongue. But
why stand here rolling it on our tongues.
We've got to start from the beginning and
do this thing right. A certain columnist once
said in her column, and it isn’t bad, “It’s a
mystery to us anyway why it should be
necessary to urge anyone to have fun. We
just love having fun ourselves, but in the
beginning one does let little things like sports
whiz by. Our advice to you is to get into the
game would
immediately.” Immediately
mean starting from the beginning in the fall.
W.A.A. offers several sports employing things
to be hit at this time—hockey, soccer, ten-
nis, golf, badminton. Needless to say, each
game is managed by a different set of rules
and those who are really well acquainted
with the aboye sports know also that the
object which is to be hit varies in size and
ape according to the game. At this time
riding is also offered, which requires a
horse, and archery employing bows and
le
Looks yood from here
arrows (as in William Tell). (The apple not
to be confused with the things to be hit in
the above mentioned sports). Surprisingly
enough the mixed tennis tournament was
won by the men of State. Football reared
its helmeted head this year among the fe-
male ranks and captured much enthusiasm.
The Chi Sigs, most of whom learned the
game in one night, won. We've neglected to
mention Camp Johnston which has been
such a restful haven for the girls, far far
from the maddening crowd.
ssoctalion
Council enjoys the wide open spaces
Here a perfect myriad of activities is car-
ried on. Not only hiking, skiing, bridge,
skating, and baseball but the great sport of
cating (no credits) is carried to its extreme
point—that of gustatory delight. But to go
on with our tale—W.A.A.’s winter sports
consisted of basketball, swimming, life-
saving (note the order) bowling, badminton,
ping-pong (snatched from M.A.A.), volley-
ball, fencing. In fencing the girls were
foiled. Don’t give us credit for that. Every-
body says it. Cute though isn’t it? Bowling
was fun, Everybody bowled and Phi Delta
copped the coveted trophy. Those who didn’t
bowl themselves loaned money to the rest
of the team, This activity had a most
able climax. Several weeks after the
league games had been lost by your house
you were sitting in the library trying to
jingle an empty jeans pocket. You were
mysteriously approached and handed ninety-
six cents refund. Food! Lunch at the Boul!
Life again! Last of all dawns the spring sea-
son. Come April and new sports are launched
upon the balmy air, (Roll that on your
tongue) Hiking, golf, softball, archery, rid-
ing (bike) (advocated especially for those of
flowing locks), badminton, tennis, volley-
ball, riding(horse). Contests of strength
were waged in basketball and softball be-
tween the men and women, Oddly enough
both were won by the men,
60.
The basketball game was poorly judged.
Although the girls had undoubted superior-
ity over the fellows on several points—that
is to say, although they had unquestionably
won an intellectual, aesthetic and moral
victory—because of a slight discrepancy in
the score, whereby the girls were a mite
behind, the game was judged as won by the
men. This year each group house also had
a girls’ basketball team and it was after a
bruising and battering season that the Chi
Sig team emerged victorious. The softball
league, made up of interclass competition,
was won by the Seniors. Thus ends a year in
W.A.A. Men may come and men may go
but W.A.A. still aims to preserve itself as
exquisite specimens of womanhood, hoping
that its efforts may not be in vain.
Aw, let her hit it
Honor council looks on
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Stiff competition
STUDENT BOARD
OF AUDIT
AND CONTROL
It could be done
“Treasurers of all student organizations
will please hand in their books by noon
Monday to be audited"—so goes that well
known bi-monthly announcement in assem-
bly and so begins the long headache for
auditor, Jan Shay, one of that group which
Wall Street gang
manages State’s purse. Secretary Lucille
Gerg does a good bit of holding the purse
strings aided by Professor York and Dr.
Cooper. Solemn sessions of the board are
convened every Wednesday noon to approve
expenditures and discuss finances.
Danger—T.N.T,
Math Club—the group of wizards who
play nonchalantly with numbers. How can
we who are completely outside the sacred
circle know what goes on within? We can’t
even speak the language. They are probably
the kind of people who sit at the breakfast
jes on the cereal
table and work out the puz
package. You who would mingle in a rarified
atmosphere, seek out the fun-with-numbers
club with Mary Kate presiding.
MATH CLUB
You figure it out
CHEMISTRY CLUB
On bended knee amateur Einsteins mur-
mur the oath of allegiance to “Phe Idol.”
Initiation ceremonies require sharp noses.
“Breathe deeply; identify this compound or
pass on.” The tender nosed usually end up
with a spasm of coughing and rainbowed
fingertips as symbols of their failure. After
this taste of Chem Hades old and new mem-
bers gather in the Annex Cafeteria for the
yearly banquet—lectures on photomicro-
graphs, snowflakes, or “Sensemann Abroad”
State Fair House of Magic—explosives
and excitement—Ey Smith calling meetings
in the compound atmosphere of Huested
a mixture of universal laws and $.C.T. fun.
SPANISH
“Take a letter”
COMMERCE CLUB
CLUB
They speak English too
My dear, you haven't taken Spanish?
Why don’t you know that anybody who is
anybody has had two years?—Pan-Ameri-
canism, Good Neighbor Policy and all that
sort of thing. T prefer to take lessons via
Fun and fundamentals for the fingers that
fly over the typewriter keys and the minds
that never miss in accounting—a rousing re-
avant weeping
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ception for the frosh—Ca
wildly and winning the suit—$250 no less
witnesses N. 0. Good and Precious Stone
testifying tactfully—the riot on roller-skates
and the miles of marching before a bus
was spotted—enthralling evenings at the
Capitol—court and congressmen the points
of interest—business meetings under brisk
Bueci—take a letter, Miss Falk—Dailey, a
most suitable sub when Pres. Adelia can’t
make it—a bang-up banquet in April
all year ‘round frisky frolies for future
faculty.
Cugat myself but there are those who find
relaxation in Spanish Club especially during
“The Wave” Dr.
Childer’s films plus talks by the ever-
the showing of and
charming Dr. Stewart.
PRESS BUREAU
Always on the dash with a flash for a
splash when another hometown kid makes
good. Here’s the gang which makes you
famous, whether you make Dean’s List,
land a job, get chosen for Myskania, or just
break an ankle. They’re a quiet but efficient
little dozen in their hechive office at the end
of the balcony in the Commons. So, better
keep your press card up to date and become
Director Adelia Bucci
ci,
Director Angela Wierzbowski, and
acquainted with
Ass’t
Secretary Eugenia La Chanse.
Jokes en francais
FRENCH CLUB
Women of the Press
“Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques, dormez-
Of
during the snappy little get-together
vous, dormez-vous?” course not—not
in the
lounge—records of modern melodies en
Franeais—“Deep Purple” a la
“Maitre’’—the
Boyer—
Serabian, our Fighting
French in films—Misurelli awing the frosh
with her adept accent—La Chanse as Vice
Pres.—refreshments too—ask treasurer Tit-
terington—was that hall dark?—how about
it Connie?—tangling tunes and tricky tongue
twisters with los espanoles, and what's Noel
in Mexico?—DeCostanzo wielding the pen—
¢ carols at Christmas—laughs and
lively loquacity for linguists l'avenir.
STUDENT COUNCIL
“Let State remain unseathed though in-
stitutions fall before reforming, feminine
hands.” You probably remember this plea
from one of the men of ‘44. However, one
couldn’t exactly say that State has remained
the same in any respect. Some of the differ-
ences are subtle ones involving personal con-
flicts and the uncertainties of a life founded
on memories of other days. Most of the
changes have been enforced ones brought
Good things don’t always come in tiny packages
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Be it resolved that. . .
about by worldly situations, Others are the
result of direct plans put forth by the stu-
dents in an attempt to make their college
more perfect. Such was the source of the re-
formation of Student Council. This year’s
council was headed by President Pat, the
second woman president in the history of the
school. We will long remember many excit-
ing assemblies with Pat wielding the sturdy
gavel and spouting “Robert’s Rules of
s. Hats off to a
Order” at necessary inte
“prez” who really knew her stuff. Pat's
colleagues, Wolfe, Putnam and the four
class presidents made up the rest of the
council. Next year, because the students de-
sired greater representation, this group will
be enlarged and given more power. For
further information the class of “48 is ad-
vised to peruse the March issues of the “44
News. Student Council is our responsibility
and our own personal association with the
ideal of demoe!
Council talks it over
a eo Cie
Supervisory position
Oh my, that ratiol
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The class of ’47—a great bunch. We from
our dizzy, erudite height look upon the gay
life you've led at State and sadly shake our
weighted heads. “When we were Frosh
Yeah, when we were Frosh. We're not going
into that now so be nice and listen while we
mumble through our beards. From our dis-
tance we think of you collectively as the
Freshmen. You basked in the back-yard of
the dorm for a week-end. That softened you
up for your entrance into college life. Then
you swarmed into the group houses and
everything you touched became peculiarly
your own. There’s nothing like the room of a
Frosh, Nowhere else in the world is there
such internationality of taste. Not only in
the faces of the “boys back home” and the
banners, but your lavender bed spread and
maroon rug. Watching you succumb. to
class spirit made the old glint come back
into our own battle wearied eyes. Your life
isn’t easy and we don’t mean the Soph
battering or the hair clipping. You have
come to State at a time when its traditions
are being preserved with more determination
than enthusiasm. We've bored you with our
stories of “the old days” but we like your
stuff and ask only that you keep the ball
rolling,
Now you tell one
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Ce,
Sophomore
Hole
Ace Down in the
school are we
at
Three little maids
Signing up for the blood bank
Scintillating, sincere, successful—Sophs.
Want proof? Take a look at these excerpts
from the diary of Susie Sophomore. October
“43—“T went to a rehearsal for the Campus
Day skit tonight—Mark Blunt yelling about
the music and Sophs turning out in great
style.” November ’43—" ‘Little Joey’ (frosh
President) was almost sealped by the Terri-
ble Thirteen and Peggy Casey had a narrow
escape.” November ’43—"We had an auc-
tion dance expecting a minute supply of
males. Imagine our surprise when there
were more men than women!” April “44—
“We had our banquet tonight with C.C.
talking on “How to be Popular by Playing
the Autoharp.” April "44—"“We gave our
Big Ten musical “ ‘Till We Meet Again’—
a tearful succes
Toni, Mickey
too.” May “44—"Now we're Juniors and
with orchids going to Mike,
and Liz. We made money
we've got the rivalry cup. Those Frosh
didn’t stand a chance. This year’s been
swell—not all horseplay and hilarity either.
We originated the Soph blood bank—re-
member Slackie’s ‘We don’t want your
money. We don’t want your time. We only
want your blood’!” June ’44—"Here we are
the Sophomores, here we are!” And they're
here to stay for a bigger and better Junior
y
Te
ve micr ee.
Always on top
The draft board and wedding bells have khaki; Slote, Heath and Hall have turned
narrowed the surge of the Crimson Tide. in frat pins for wedding rings and headed
Co-ed is a word of yesteryear. Our dear South. But the numeral "45 stands strong
Hinsie has exchanged college attire for and sturdy as it moves up toward its last
Looking down on the world
a
cS)
place with Flo still perched on top.
Still we temper drowsy 8:10 Methods with
a nine o’clock cup of coffee in the Boul and
3:30 Ed. 10 with a foam capped “tower” of
brisk brew in the Mural Room. Still it’s a
majority of Juniors found amid casual
gatherings in the Commons or smoky polities
in the P.O. Though the days when the boys
gathered around the mail-boxes to talk
about “that last basket” are past, we have
We are
our memori the class of the
critical sta
». We've lounged on the KDR
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bar of a Saturday eve, we've sung the famous
ditties of SLS, and we've known and felt the
indomitable buoyant spirit of old EEP.
We've said “Good luck’
and watched them
go. We've seen them come back and rushed
to shake their hands—found a steadier grip
and a more mature gaze above the khaki
or navy blue than above the old § of purple
and gold. Another Moving Up Day, another
Myskania—and we approach the thrill of
being a Senior here. For now, after three
years, “On °45” has become a part of us.
A Fellow on a Furlough
oe Night
Another year, another Campus Queen
The school’s choice—Queen Pat
Beauty, brains and popularity
State picked an all around winner.
Seniors Aney, Herdman
bian and Wirosloff runners-up
’xcitement and suspense for all
“Ads year, “44s Campus Queen.
STRONG OLD ELMS
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WILL SHIELD NO MORE
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“And now the college is in the throes of
another war. And Saturday another service
flag will be dedicated. This flag will repre-
sent 499 service men and also 4 gold stars.”
Private Pave Barsevor
Ligutenant Frepertce Beyer
78
of al ie ae
There was a star for all the fellows who
would have graduated with the class of “44.
Tt was a funny graduation without you. Who
would have thought in the fall of 1940 that
that wild bunch of frosh who stampeded Pravare Granan Duncay
through classes and rivalry would ever finish
up staid and respectable? Learning to correct
a stack of homework papers without scream-
ing is staid and getting a B in teaching is
respectable. You know, we
wonderful class. Maybe it was our enthu-
siasm for living that put a golden shine on
everything we did. You know, we were aw-
fully lucky. We have such wonderful memo-
ries. We found State at its best and for two
years college offered us everything to make
Lrevresayt Roserr Comps
's lime our
life rich and good. In two yea
milk bottle minds really began to fill.
Macursist Mate Parricta Carrout
Lisurenant Herman Biome Private Russene Buyrar
79
Maybe you can’t remember those Fresh-
man History classes where you sat in the
back row and slept, or Futterer’s Oral
English and the empty feeling of facing thir-
ty or forty grinning classmates. Just being
at college wa
an adventure. It didn’t ta
much hunting to discover the Boul, Herbert's,
the Sweet Shop, Jack’s, Burt’s, or the fifth
floor of the State Ed. Building, did it? Our
Sophomore year was even better. We re-
turned to college to renew friendships which
were ties stronger and more compelling than
all others. We sat tense and quiet in Page
and listened to our country’s declaration of
war. College shriveled to unimportance.
From that day you began to drift off one by
one. Does it mean anything now that we
won rivalry? Look, maybe these old emo-
tions
m trivial now but they aren’t to be
despised because they have been replaced
by bigger feelings. Don’t be ashamed of that
old pride that sneaks into you when you
remember how we yelled ourselves hoarse on
Moving-Up-Day. A lot of you missed out on
the 8:10 Methods classes and Ed. 10 at 3:30
on Friday.
Lievrenant Gronce E:
Private Matcoim E
ANS
Lrevrenant Frankuin Hansen
Lreurenant WittiAM MarsLAND
MirLLEr
SerGrant Geox
80.
It took a lot of working over but they got
us into shape for Milne. We came hack to
State last fall with unholy anticipation. You
fellows should have been here. Facing an
angry machine gun is bad but facing an
angry bunch of little museleheads ain't good.
We wish you could have had the strange
but wonderful experience of teaching. This
year passed and we wrote you letters and
waited for your furloughs. The News printed
your name and latest address occasionally.
If we dug up some of these old notices they
would sound like this: “A line from Bill
Mott who is still plodding along in French
at Pomona College in California says that
Rod Fraser is about 40 miles away and they
getachance lo get Logether occasionally.” “In
spite of our determination not to make this
column ‘Who's Who at the Altar’ people
sols custom
insist on keeping up the bours
of getting married. Jean Chapman and
Earle Snow have joined the ranks.” “Stolbof,
Erbstein and Terho left Seymour Johnson
and are now at Yale.” “Paul Ferencik will
graduate shortly and sport a little bar.”
Lieutenant Paruip Moreay
Pact O'Leary
Sercrant Vincent Pare,
Lrevrenant Henry Rusack
¥,
. Bensamtn Reep
Private Bernarp SkoLsKy
“Ensign Hal Ashworth arrived to spend a
well earned vacation after his graduation.
A/C Bob Combs is at Shaw Field, Sumter,
5.
".” “Ray Verrey led Dot Townsend to the
altar at Madison Presbyteris erne Mar-
shall at Albany Med—Bob White at Western
Maryland College under A.S.T.P.” Well, we
P.F.C.
Private Gitpert SyyDER
graduated this June. It was funny without
you. Those caps and gowns were all wool
and darned hot. When we walked back to
our seat clenching the old “sheep-skin” we
exchanged weak grins. It was all over and
not so bad. We thought of our class—255 in
1940, 122 in “44. Look fellows, you know
we've missed you. We've told you what we've
done while you were gone. We'd like to tell
you what we've been thinking. Dr. Louis
Jones told you that once, at Christmas, in
a way that includes us all. Maybe you still
have your copy but here it is anyway for us
aswell as you.
Antuur SODERLIND
Yeoman Sap CLass Marton Sovik.
>. ALLAN Stone
Private ALLAN Tenno
To all you who fly the skies, sail grey ships
on greyer seas, who stand the wateh in
muddy fields,
To all you who do the dull, the thankless
jobs at arms
To all: greetings.
Peace in your hearts, however heavy-
armed your minds,
Belief that this your task, humble or
glorious, is one that must be done,
Courage, not for battles only, but for all
decisions that plague the twisted life of
man,
Remembrance of gentle hours, to hold
close to the heart when yours is the
lonely windswept time, and,
Vision that we who can lay cities waste
with spreading fire and thundering
bombs, can build stone upon stone a
world more clean, more fair, more sure
83
Lieurenant Wittiam Tucker Lie
CoxroraL Raymoxp VeRREy
Hope for days when the stumbling race of
man shall near the hilltop, and look
fair and fruitful valley—
down upon :
ripe with wheat and apple trees.
All through these days of war and death,
I wish for you a tr
In peace and birth.
TENANT RicumMonp Youns
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OPEN ROADS WILL
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STRETCH BEFORE
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Happy New Year,
86
Every cloud must have a silver lining
uther near, give a cheer for the Sen-
iors—” and you can bet that a senior will
yell the loudest of all. Whatever the faults
the class of ’44 may possess, false modesty
was never one of ’em. No, no,—perish
forbid! Through four incredibly short years
at State, the Golden Horde has gone from
triumph to triumph—and never forgotten a
single one nor let any one else forget. And
yet, perhaps, the Seniors will best remember
other aspects of college, the things that gave
State a different tone, more sober than the
pre-war note—more significant too. We've
watched scores of ‘44-ers leave for service,
scores whom we knew as friends, integral
parts of the little world we'd built for our-
selves. The singularity of our lot rests in the
fact that we have never quite made the ad-
justment we were left to make, a thing that
has been accomplished well by ‘45 and even
better by '46 and °47. For this adjustment we
envy them. What we do not envy them are
the memories we have—the early ones bound
up in the careless trivialities. Nor do we
envy them the memories born of this pecu-
liar confusion, this lack of adjustment, for
are ours and ours alone. Let it be said
they
of us that, although we never piereed the
darkness completely, at least “we forgot
the night.”
Epren Aney
Kappa Delta
Buffalo
Sonya Basan
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Albany
JEANNE Baiey
Hillsdale
June Bantam
Psi Gamma
Cooperstown
Lots Bainey
Beta Zeta
Cooperstown
Jaxer Baxter
Kappa Delta
New Hamburg
Eunice Barro
Kappa Delta
New Hartford
Epirn Brarp
Psi Gamma
Homer
Heven Beckerie Grorai Harpesty Jeannte Karna Marsorte Breunta
Psi Gamma Bownarp Brennon Phi Delta
Albany Kappa Delta Albany West Berne
Albany
Hervert Brock Heen Brucker Abeta Bucer Marcarer Byrwn
Brooklyn Kappa Delta Schenectady Chi Sigma Theta
Utica Utiea
O
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89
June Carison
Kappa Delta
Albany
Lvcinie Cranrs
Kappa Delta
Corning
June CLark
i Gamma
Scotia
Auprey CusuMan
Chester
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Woodmere
Mavors Datuey
Clayton
Rern Friepwan Coun
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Schenectady
Rrra Dany
Herkimer
90
Lois Dann
Hamden
Ricuarp Dewes
Albany
Hevten D’Aprix
Arrens Demos
Phi Delta
Chatham
Cepia Davis
Holmes
Dotorns Dirupso
Chi Sigma Theta
Peekskill
Josepuine Decostanzo
Valatie
Mary Domany
Chi Sigma Theta
Herkimer
91
Heven Evor
Binghamton
Pyrricia Frey
Beta Zeta
Hamburg
Berry Eisen
Salamanca
Maninyy Gate
Kappa Delta
Phoenicia
Grorce Erpstein
Beacon
Evizanern Gravenin
Chi Sigma Theta
Ticonderoga
Alpha
AGNes Frank
Chi Sigma Theta
Troy
Livuian Gross
silon Phi
Recs Hawmonp
Middleport
HeLen Hennessy
Psi Gamma
Poughkeepsie
Berry Harrer
Lockport
Joan HorrmMan
Chi Sigma Theta
Albany
Suirtey Harrz
Gamma Kappa Phi
Callicoon
Morte, Hucurs
Beta Zeta
Utica
Eruer R. He
Phi Delta
Waterville
PRLINE
Caruerine Huvar
Chatham
93
Chain Icarus G. Berrraw Kiney — Minprep Kinsnexsiem
Castleton-on-Hudson Loudonville Alpha Epsilon Phi
Kingston
Teresa Kyave Lows Hawrrn Kraven Bears Lacnanse: Lepa Lasannr
Nedrow Kappa Della Manlius Beta Zeta
Scotia Rochester
94
Parricia Larorer
Chi Sigma Theta
Harrison
Carouyy Livery
Kappa Delta
Tarrytown
Heten Lawron
Phi Delta
Mohawk
Anne Lupincron
Phi Delta
Patterson
Evaine Grogan Leany
Chi
Saranac Lake
Sigma Theta
Karierinn Lyons
Addison
Navarre Levine
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Otisville
Hetex MacDonarp
Watertown
James McF
Gloversville
Vivian Marion
Endicott
Evetyy McGowan
Kappa Delta
Malone
Gerrrupe M.
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Port Jervis
Mary MacKay
Beta Zeta
Caledonia
June N
Psi Gamma
SLVILLE,
Buchanan
Mary Manion
Waterville
Geratpine Mernorr
Beta Zeta
Ontario Center
96
Smievey Minis
Gamma Kappa Phi
Sodus Point
<p> Morris
Johnson
97
sa Misvrenis
Saratoga Springs
Vircixta Mosenax
Phi Delta
Johnson City
Jeanne Moore
Cazenovia
Anne Morpny
Little Falls
Mary Morenouse
Rensselaer
RUDE Myers
atoga Springs
Trene Myers
Phi Delta
Oxford
Marcarer Raycurre
Oswego
Erma O_ustep
Unadilla
Smmiey Reep
Kappa Delta
Corning
Pacuiye Pasternack
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Hempstead
Carnerine Rice
Gamma Kappa Phi
Troy
Jane Pickert
Psi Gamma
Cortland
Sanry Ricnarps
Kappa Delta
Utica
98
Janer Ror Ruona Ryan Rorn Scuere Haxneiorn Scnoen
Catskill Gamma Kappa Phi Southampton Gamma Kappa Phi
Albany Glenmont
Osyir SERaBiAN Jeanprre Suay Freperick SHOEMAKER Mary Snover
Gamma Kappa Phi Beta Zeta Schenectady Albany
Massena Newburgh
99
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ANGELA SIRACO SeIsLowsKy Barpara SMiri Catherine Smiri
Psi Gamma Skiva Beta Zeta Gamma Kappa Phi
Whitehall Schoharie Binghamton Sharon Springs
Evetyn Purman Surrit Janer L. Swiri Janev R. Swrrn Aba SNYDER
Beta Zeta Gamma Kappa Phi Chi Sigma Theta Albany
Gloversville Schenectady West Winfield
100
Jane Sovrnwick
Kappa Delta
Glens Falls
Marcarer Tavs
Johnstown
101
Mary StenG
Psi Gamma
Albany
Dororny Townsend
Verrny
Kappa Delta
Ossining
Marsorie STEWART
Chestertown
Pavuine WasiinKo
Gamma Kappa Phi
Watervliet
Sac. STOLBor
Albany
Sori Weisspiem
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Troy
ANGELA WIERZBOWSKI Nancy Wiicox
Amsterdam Beta Zeta
Unadilla Forks
Loutse WinLiaMs Karuryn Herpman
Hancock WILSON
Kappa Delta
Lynbrook
Vera WILLARD
New Berlin
Minprep Wirostore
Alpha Epsilon Phi
Stephentown
Evizapern WitLiaMs
Campbell Hall
Harry Wurrz
Albany
102
NAMES WITHOUT PICTURES
Maraarnr Arkiys Hope Harnaway
Schenectady Psi Gamma
Tuckahoe
Joun Davy Avprey Bexvren
New Brighton Minarp
Albany
Gerrevpe Dav Tuomasiva Panos
Niagara Falls Syracuse
Sup Craxpann Davis Parriciy Swern
Albany Phi Delta
Dunkirk
Dora Avnost Eanine Cuarces Turcorre
Gamma Kappa Phi Albany
Kenmore
Joun Wrrrnort
Albany
103
Story, AKER
Baxren
104,
“And when it comes to pep and intellect
you just can’t find a gosh darn si-in-gle de-
ss of “44.
fect””—that’s the cl This year’s
Myskania has followed ‘44's tradition by not
just sitting on the stage every Friday morn-
ing and chaperoning every Friday night.
They've done things for State. They've
made Myskania an ideal to live up to—a
functioning part of State from which flows
an unsurpassed spirit. To them Myskania
was a full time job and they have insured its
worth as an honorary body at State. They've
been efficient, enthusiastic, effervescent, en-
(blue chullient, effica-
tertaining jeans),
cious
hey stop me! Kit, pert and petite,
proficient’ with hockey stick or knitting
needles—sparkling eyes outshone only. by
that big diamond—unique in that she is now
a “Mrs.” “Queen” Pat—dear reading public,
take a look at the News file and write this
one yourself. So seldom a queen becomes
Bap
Wicox
president these days. Senior Pres. “Frankie”
Shoemaker—pause for screams—can do
anything—sing, sketch, blow a hot sax and
ham. Trece, riveting expert—also takes
emoting parts on stage—sings to— ‘Knock
Me a Kiss.” Janet—a career girl—according
to Janet—oh but Janet writes poetry and
P.O.
“comps” but well and shares the
“Abbie” Domann—all round gal—bowls
with a cannon ball but can scold Student
Association without wiggling a finger. Eu-
nice—busy with $.C.A. and A.M.L. (air
mail letters) —"S.C.A.
women are you in-
terested in R.P.1. men?” “Cecil B.” Wilcox
of Gondolier fame—one of ‘Tomorrow’s
‘Teacher number one on Signum Laudis.
Winsome but witty Stengel—editorials and
mice, her dish. This was “44's Myskania
the tops—effulgent, ecumenical—State’s E
for “Everything.”
Srencet
105
SIGNUM
LAUDIS
Conn
McGowan
Siay
Wincox
Hevrervine MacKay
Are these the heads that raise a thousand
A’s and (forgive me, I can’t go on). Did you
ever get an A at State? No! Sorry then you
can’t qualify for this elite group who has
A’s in the majority. The brains of State done
up in pretty packages—we cheered them
only once in Assembly but they don’t have
to wear green and gold ribbons to be identi-
fied. Who’s at the other end of that curve
from your C do you think? Well, here they
are—the median raisers. Who would think
Nan Wilcox would have time to look at
anything but an opera score—she does. Evy
McGowan, blond bit of brightness, obliges
at the piano (Gay Nineties)... And there’s
Ethel, “my favorite teacher” Helterline and
Jan—Dr. York’s right hand. Signum Laudis’
first bride this year was Ruth Friedman and
some of us are expecting Mary Kate—
They're a nice bunch if you like looks and
books.
106
Hevrerue,
Dary Demos, A.
Pl GAMMA MU
Ann Murphy tossing her dark feather cut,
Morris flashing her diamond, rosy-cheeked
Snyder dashing hither and yon for Hillel,
and Marion chattering about her “ador-
able” seventh graders—these four head the
“Phirteen Thinkers” of the social studies
gang. They're prepared to take over Prof’s
classes when high snow keeps ’em home.
Meetings are livened by chummy: letters
from Marine-member Ben Reed. Those
gold wreathed keys are hard to get but they
don’t produce any intellectual bumps. We
know!
NO PICTURE
Reed
Senorx Sxyper
‘rs
oN
107
Gross
Tach
Larner
Mariox
Morris
Murpny
Balshan
Beard
Bucei
Cohn
Gross
It may be a firecracker or somebody's Dad,
Or a word snatehed from a Coca-Cola ad;
For they scurry about, they give
And on third floor Draper add ‘
spice.
Hoffman Morris Williams
Lyons Shay
Manion vder NO PICTURE
MeGowan Verrey Gradoni
108,
We of the Ped staff wish to express our vantage. We don’t have to tell you which
appre
ation to Dr. Do Bell for his help in pictures are his for they speak for them-
making our “44 Ped what it is. Although he — selves. We ean only say, “Thanks for ey
was plenty busy with his other duties he — thing. We'd have been lost without you.”
took time out to employ his skill to our ad-
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TERBER"
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Compliments of
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Buy
War Bonds
110
GUSTAVE LOREY STUDIO
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1944 Prdagogue
91 State St. Tel. 3-1514
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