Millersville University - Touchstone Yearbook (Millersville, PA)

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September, 1943! 46 studious, ombitious freshmen entered M.S.T.C. . . . our closs wos the smallest to enter in many years. It didn't talce long for the orientation committee to start working and for the freshmen to wonder what would happen next. However, we all survived and became better adapted to our environment as time went along. As we began our new life President Biemesderfer moved into the little white house across the lake and took over his new responsibilities. Our class advisers, Miss Hughes and Mr. Beckmyer. called us together and we elected officers; John Hess—president. Anno Mae Weaver—vice-president. Geraldine Izer—secretary, Esther Gannes—treasurer, and Jean Ward—historian. Towards the close of the year we held a party at Mr. Beckmyer’s home and there cemented the friendships which have lasted during our stay at M.S.T.C. and which we hope will lost for years to come. Our Sophomore year Russell Schreiber guided us with the able assistance of Pauline Rineer. Evelyn Fletcher was elected secretary; Margaret Wise, treasurer, and Alice Ankrum. historian. Our class became even smoller. os some took the accelerated course, a few transferred to other schools and others joined the armed services. In the early spring we got together with the Freshmen and came out with an informal party enjoyed by the entire school. It was during this yeor also that we planted our tree not far from the corner of the boys' dorm and buried gifts and letters nearby. What a time we will hove in 1952 coming back to dig up the treasures. We entered our Junior yeor feeling wiser (?) and better able to assume our responsibilities. With Jean Ward. Olga Link. Mary Helen Morrin, and Geraldine Izer elected as officers of the flock, plans were launched for a food sole—an act that met with hearty approval on the port of both producer and consumer. During basketball season the closs took charge of a candy stand, replenishing the energy of exhausted fans. This year the Old Gym was redecorated and our class devoted much of its time and talent to that. The second semester some of the beys returned from the armed services and we had high hopes that many more would be with us the next yeor. One of the closs meetings was a get-acquainted party in the Old Gym, where we devoured hot dogs and cokes and learned to know these new members of our closs. Behold the Seniors! This yeor our college has 730 students—quite a difference from the college of 180 that we entered as Freshmen. Of those 730 many are returned servicemen, two-thirds of whom are now seniors. Even though these men were formerly of other classes, we are glad and proud to have them graduate with us. In a very short while, we. too. will be passing out those gates as have others before us. The time has passed quickly, with practice teaching and school activities keeping us busy. With Don McGlothery. president; Bob Meek, vice-president; Margaret Wise, secretory, and Earl Eshlemon. treasurer, we set forward at our new responsi- bilities as the dignified Seniors. Having chosen Jack Loose for our Touchstone Editor and Geraldine Izer os Business Monaaer, we feel sure that our yearbook will be a good one. Our first big event of the year was the Senior play. Out of the Frying Pan. Will anyone ever forget it! On a cold November day Russell Schreiber. the first member of our closs to sign his teaching contract, also got the traditional ducking in the lake. Our lost semester wos our busiest one. with parties, teas and all the activities that go with graduation. At last the Senior Boll—and then the big day—Commencement—which we thought four years ago so far away. Amid the rejoicing we regret that we must leave M.S.T.C. But with us we take many happy memories into the future with the hope that we may help to build o better and happier world.