Fordham University - Maroon Yearbook (New York, NY)

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FRANCIS T. CALLAN, A.B. PADRE Fordham Prep. Class Vice-President. (1. 2. 3); Dance Coimnitte, (2); Class Football, (1). ‘7 cun call spirits front the vasty Jeep. —Shakespeare TO write a biography of ‘‘Frank” Callan is no mean task, for page upon page could be filled with the bare enumeration of his activities and virtues. Since First Year in Fordham Prep, Frank has changed but little. “Frank” is of the quiet kind, and rarely raises his voice either in defense of or opposition to any proposition offered at the class meetings. A staunch friend, he has ministered to the wants of such of the Senior Class as have wandered to the wilds of Mount Vernon. It has been said that never has it been known that a Fordham man left “Padre” Callans thirsty. When the cares and conditions of college days weighed too heavily upon the broad shoulders of Francis J., he would set forth arm in arm with Ed. de Pasquale, and together they would forget for a while the tribulations and trials that befall the student. “Frank” is an athlete of no mean ability. He played fullback on the Prep with “Frank” Walsh and the rest, and gave a good account of himself. As far as we can ascertain. “Frank” does not dally with the fair sex, and he discountenances “Rube” McDermott’s love-letters to “Cincinnati Helen with most paternal scorn. “Frank” possesses all the qualities for success—he has the calm philosophic air and that engaging personality which procured for him the citation of “Best Mixer” in the class. In June when he receives his wolfskin and is entitled to pin A.B. to his name, Fordham is going to lose a valued student, a man of character and a prince.

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PETER J. BAXTER. A.B. -PETE Fordham Prep. Cap and Gown Committee, (4). You may relish him more in the soldier than in the scholar. —Shakespeare FEW who regard “Joe’’ and note the bloom of youth and innocence on his fair cheeks would take him for a veteran in the indoor sport of tea-battling, nor in the grimmer game of real war, yet such is the case. The former is proven by the fact that he gave “Eddie” McCurk a close tussle for the citation of “Best Dancer”; the second by his possession of a Croix de Guerre which we have never seen blit which we know he has tucked away somewhere, a token of appreciation for his noble work with the Fordham Ambulance Corps. We can hardly recall having seen “Joe without his pal, Mark Kearns. For the past two years this worthy pair of philosophers have made Damon and Pythias look like Mutt and Jeff. Yet we cannot say that they are alike—their natures are complementary rather similar. “Joe likes Life and the joy of Life—Mark likes to philosophize on Lile, and finds bis joy in his speculations. We have passed “Joe’s” home about twice every day, but never have we seen him either entering or emerging from his domicile. So we are driven to one of two conclusions—either he stays in most of the time, or else he is out a great deal. Because of the lack of evidence we do not know whether to convict him of being a hermit or a “slay-out.” But once again we refer you to the list of citations. Our parting prayer for “Joe” is that his buoyant disposition and rosy complexion may survive the battle of life as they have the battles of France and the Plawza Grill.

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LI CII S F. CASSIDY, B.S. ••LOOSH” Bayonne High School. Smoker Committee, (4). Come and trip it as ye go. On the light fantastic toe. —Milton. LI, GILS CASSID possesses three noteworthy attributes- his loyalty to Bayonne, IS. J., his gallantry to the fair sex, and his scholarship in psychology. Should anyone desire to visit that noted city (we condescend to style it thus) upon the shore- of New ork Bay. called Bayonne, his welcome will be most hearty if, upon arrival at its gates, he should avow fa l friendship for “Loosh ' Cassidy, for “Loosh ’ is a power of no mean influence in the Burg on the Bay. It is doubtless due to his popularity that our famous lecture team received so cordial a reception from the Mayor (they have one there), and the citizens of that town. Before the night of the Prom of the Class of Twenty-One. we had always considered “Loosh” a bitter enemy of the tribe of parquet-panthers. But reports thereafter disseminated have it that he has become a dapper-leopard. As a scholar, “Loosh can point with pride to his achievements in the study of psychology—a member of the First Row. he has never let a word escape his alert car and flying pencil. Today there is but one big ‘‘ad for Bayonne—the twin chimneys that send soot and cinders into the eyes of Staten Island ferrybugs. In days to come, however, the world may find reason to forgive Bayonne for its malodorous pipe and accept “Loosh' Cassidy as ample atonement. Bayonne has filled the harbor with smoke—it is “Loosh's ambition to go it one belter by setting the river on lire.