Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts - Mohawk Yearbook (North Adams, MA)

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CAM Mdfor From the cave of ignorance we have travelled upward toward the light, our eyes were dazzled. Now we gaze upon the light of the moon and the stars and the spangled heaven . . . and when we remember our old habitation and the wisdom of the den and our fellow-prisoners, we felicitate ourselves on the changes, and pity them, Plato booking back over the terraces . . Can it be that these men and women who are to don their caps and gowns today are the same group who in September, 1947, entered the doors of S,T, C, 2 The fusion which has grad- ually been taking place from that day to this incorporates a multi-faceted set of experiences, I deny that reminiscence is for old age alone, Let us together peer back over the road we have traveled, making a mental addition here and there for those personal enrichments which came our way, From that first day on which we set out on our college career, through the four some- times gay, sometimes serious years, we have left the impression, wherever we have brushed, of skepticism and disturbance, with the bestowal of degrees on our commencement day, we de- part as the last of the conquerors -- the group which even in its eventual obscurity in the field of the world will be remembered here, We have been stubborn, but dynamicg we have been naive, but honest, We shall look back on those who helped us along the road with a unani- mous vote of thanks for their patience and understanding, for their revealing to us the light of truth that we may seek after it always, As freshmen, we were the usual disconcerting melee of faces, but as we grew in knowl- edge of each other through such ftuictions as our well-remembered reception, the exhausting trek to Greylock, the exposure to a new type of teaching and new subject matter, which con- fused us all alike and together, our individualism emerged and was destined to live a long life, That first year was quickly put behind us, Groups and fond couples had about the campus, and reluctant adieus were said until the summer recess should be over, 24

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BARRY, ROSEMARY BEALL, DAVID BOSCHETTI. JOSEPH CLARKE, ALLEN COTY, KATHLEEN CUTLER, STUART DECENSI, PETER DOLGOFF, ALFRED DUNN, HAROLD, IR, ELLIS, FREDERICK GLAVIN. JAMES GLEASON, EDWARD GOLBERG, PAUL GOMEAU, HAROLD HOUGHTON, CARL JENKINS, CAROL LEE, CLARENCE ME! REMEMBER 23 LUCEY, JOHN MacDONALD, RALPH MacHENRY, ROBERT MCCOLGAN, MARY MELLODY, LAWRENCE MURRAY, RUTH NASSIF, EDWARD OLSZOWY, EDWARD O'NEIL, GRACE OTTMAN, ROGER PAWLOWSKI, CHESTER PORROVECHIO, LO1s '-RIORDAN, THEREsA-- RYAN, JOHN, JR, SOKOLOSKY, EDWARD UCHMAN, -CASIMER WHALEN, EDWARD

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In September we picked up our loose ends and continued along the way, As sophomores, we made a name for ourselves in various ways -- the award-winning stunt night which proved the value of cooperation, our part in Candlelight, and our star performers in H,M, S, Pina- fore. We had a great basketball team that year, one which was soon to win us the coveted Conference championship, A healthy spirit showed itself in our class, as in the entire college, We looked forward anxiously to the promise offered by the prospect of professional training soon to be upon us, Yes, it was only last year when we laid aside personalities as much as possible and em- barked on the adventure of learning how to be worthy members of our profession, Methods of teaching were our subject matter, the practice of teaching our evernearing goal, With a basket- ball pennant to the credit of the college and a great deal of pride in ourselves, we penned the finis of another chapter in our college career, This last year -- the final step of the terraces -- now faced us, We found a new thing in our senior year, the realization that we are more than just individuals, that we are a part of a whole, More unified than ever before in our ideals, we were forced to accept the prospect of losing some of our members to the service of our country, A new sobriety overshadowed us in our work as the world trembled with the threat of an international crisis, We found ourselves about to be faced with a decision and a greater challenge than ever before, As individuals to the last, we found ourselves asking the unanswerable -- what to do now? lf dreams conflicted with realities in an attempt to find an answer, again came our willing guides to help us find ourselves in the world, We close our book of reminiscence now, and each of us has many notes in the margin, Each time we travel the road again, it will be with more joy because of what we have earned and accomplished, Four years have gone by, but not Without dividends for the unsatisfied curi- osity ofa group whom Ishall call the pioneers of 1951, Mary Provencher 25