Millersville University - Touchstone Yearbook (Millersville, PA)

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CLASS IIISTOItY “II A I VS” Tin- Model Student casts hi- sc rutinizing eye over school events of the past four years. SPECTACLES I PON MV NOSE, bow tic at proper angle, a “ducky dink upon my head. I enter my first class at M.S.T.C. to the melody “Slave days are here again. 1 don't see why the boys can't have a big and little sister affair like the girls. Why. besides getting all the dope about school, they gel punch and cookies! I must explain to the dean that this would show some freshman hoys that M.S.T.C. isn't another puzzle to be solved but a swell place that's going to he their home for four years. “The igilantes tried to squelch another hunch of Freshics, hut we got what we wanted or liked what we got! FOR INSTANCE —it took three rides down the clothes chute to convince VIC MANKI.N that it wasn't a special elevator. How well CARMEN (MAGNOLIA i MICNONI looked tarred and feathered. That IH.’CK FAC A enjoyed his teeth more than football. The decision— whether to he Normal or just as happy as a Pageitc! IU VIOR HAS IT—rumor, from the blonde, that we are having a Dixie-cup-Prctzel Party. ONE. TWO. THREE! new faculty members added to the staff who are a- green as we are. None other than Miss Diemer. Mr. Nave and Dr. Steinhauer. Rand Playing Banners Flying—Crowds Cheering lie-arts Thrilling and there were half the Frosh men lined up for the kickoff. Swing it. and we did ‘member the Rainbow Effect of the gvm? Present Campus Question: W ho will he May Queen? Never forget the girls and their costume making. CROW NS. GOW NS. GROUNDS, SOI NDS, MOUNDS, XOl NDS! Where am I? Queens, kings, jacks, aces. I pass, lags, hags passes, tickets, all trains leaving for Millersville. Why? MAV DA E, May sixth. OH. ES. dances, prances, glances, romances, chances, now the day i- ending. Pretty, don't you think? BOOKWORMS WERE CRAWLING when the final exams sallied forth. HOPE to he a soph next year! CLASH, CRASH. BANG! The alarm clock CLANGED! I CRASHED out of bed. and Banged to the Registration desk, for this was September 1939. Calling all SOPHOMORES! first class meeting. Decided O.P.O. Dance.- Some STUFF at the Hallowe'en Party and Bill Reed's inevitable question. “What are you wearing? 01 R THANKSCIV INC RECESS was overshadowed by the passing of our good friend and teacher, Mr. Frederick Hughes Gaige. FI N? NO. AGONY! The final tests didn't help me much because all exams are NIGHTMARES to me! Personally I'd rather have a week's vacation. BACK TO THE OLD GRIND juniors Idling out registration blanks. Routine Stuff! OFF TO SOCIALS WE Ml ST GO. meaning of course. CLl B 12. We had one grand time! And so they were married! “Buthv ami Big Smitty giving us the answer to (Continued on I’ugc 48)