Lawrenceville School - Olla Podrida Yearbook (Lawrenceville, NJ)

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FDDM THE HEAD MASTED HE year rememberethc SehooIIs I47th-With a record enroll- ment of 628, giving rise to a general feeIA began, I ing of opulence which the Treasurer de- plored. That they all slept somewhere seems at this remove indisputable; but I forget where. Last year's Fifth Form, early on in its career, ran foul of the designae tion iiimmature,'7 which it continued to resent, with increasing ferocity, as the months went by. Your Form7 though vari- ously categorized, has defied its mentors capacity to describe you with a single ad4 jectiVe-not so much, I suspect, by reason of their verbal limitations as of your own lush and resplendent variety. The impact of unprecedented numbers and dazzling accomplishments among the Class of 1937 made heavy inroads upon my formerly adequate stamina. Having launched the ship on its latest cruise, I took to my bed; and it required hve days, two physicians, and an astronomical hunt ber 01. units of penicillin to restore me to a reasonable level of spiritual equanimity. The fall term was a time of ferment, as I remember it, when we were young and gay: yeasty is the word for it. Early cola loquia at Fifth Form tea gave rise to an inexhaustibly vivacious research into what words really mean, led by Jim CYBrien, which established the Head Masters decie sion that the slogan for the year was to be ACCURACY. Seldom, therefore, has the Alumni Study coruscated with such pas- sages of elegant conversation as it has this year between five and six, daily except Thursdays. I have been edified and ine structed, not to say admonished and core reeted. In these festive goings-on, I have been trenchantly attacked from various vul- nerable angles by such masters of the coup dc grace as Bill Berkson, Bill Haddad, Bob and Bill Koprowski twhose mice always uncooperatively died before anything could be found out about thcmy, Dave Barnes, Carter Bowles of the Confederacy, the skeptical raised eye- brow of: Freddy chert, and other lethal creatures too numerous, to coin a phrase, Gimbel, Claude to mention. During the weeks of this see mantic crisis, the form of address most frequently directed toward me was, HBut, sirew We saw then, launching of Mr. KeuffelIs career as head coach of footbaIl-antl a most successful maiden cruise it was, under the superlative leadership of cwcaptains Roeser and Mac- Intyre; and other athletic prowess which glorihed the Schoolss annals. We saw a Fifth Form tea dance in the Music House, which I admired particu- larly because it was not in our house, and neither Mrs. Heely nor I had anything to do with it. Then there was that unprecedented pot litical panel just before the election, which provided a luscious opportunity for uni dergraduates and masters to insult each other in public; though there is no evie dence that anybodyIs views were changed. The whole School community rejoiced at the elevation of Robert F. Goheen 36, to the Presidency of Princeton University, for which his Lawrenceville teachers took most 01? the credit. Here beginneth a paragraph on the Periwig Club. I remember Dennis Faxw cett, who, in the fall and winter product tions, enhanced his reputation as the most creative, imaginative, and technically gifted schoolboy actor I have ever seen; and whose authorship of a oneeactor in the win- tooiremember ?ethe N in clean