Millersville University - Touchstone Yearbook (Millersville, PA)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY The Senior Class Officers: Historian, Shirley Breinig; Treasurer, Lee Meredith; President, John Michalcewiz; Vice-President, Joanne Weiler; and Secretary, Dorothy Morgan. Our Temple of Knowledge' is complete at last. We spent four years in building it, and as we look back over those years, we see how well our plans were executed. Yes, we experienced much pleasure and much work along the way. Now we stand here on graduation day and view our work, and we are not ashamed to ascribe our names as the executors of so great a task. As freshmen wc were excavated and we laid our foundation for learning. We well remember the bewildering first days on campus. Those superior sophomores, juniors, and seniors did an excellent job of uncovering us. We were haughty fellows when we entered college, but after the first few days of orientation we had a hole in our ego deep enough for a sturdy foundation. Our foremen on our foundation were Joseph Zigovitz, Gloria Smith. Frank Petras, and Mary Buckwalter. Joe’s assistants used their every resource to insure us of the best materials possible. Our foundation was a mixture of work and fun. Our first class—President Biemes-derfer's reception—freshmen tests—the Tug-O- War across the lake—the picnic in May—final exams—just to mention a few of the materials that went into the foundation of our Temple of Knowledge. Two semesters were completed and our building program was well under way. Our sophomore task was to erect the walls of our temple. Each stone of pleasure was carefully chosen and just as carefully laid in place with our mortar of work. Smilingly we recall some of the stones that were put into our walls. At the Harvest Whirl each lad and lass danced in a gayly decorated gym to the music of Don Pccblc’s Orchestra. Our Talent Show was a bang-up affair, and this was the year wc sponsored our first County Fair. Then there were the games, the meets, the teas, and, of course, more exams. We'll never forget our head stone-layer and those who mixed our mortar: Ray Roden, Frank Schrack, Ruth Bassler, Frank Petras, and Bill Ketterman. When May of 1949 arrived we had successfully completed half of our plans, the high stately walls of our Temple of Knowledge stood firm and erect. Entering our third year at MSTC with our foundation laid and our walls constructed, we faced the problem of putting a roof on our temple. Ray Roden was selected head man for the job. John Michalcewiz, Barbara Mc- Leod, and Ruth Bragg made sure that each tile which was put on the roof of our building was made of genuine fun and nailed into place with spikes of real work. We scarcely remember all the materials that went into our roof. However, some of it remains vividly in our minds. Early in the first semester wc held our annual County Fair. We decorated the old gym in gala colors with balloons, streamers, and fresh hay. We gave pies and cakes to the lucky prize winners. We sponsored another Talent Show. We participated in May Day. And then in the peak of our roof we planned the Junior Prom. Before wc realized it, we were seniors! The thought was frightening. Three years had gone by and all that remained was two semesters in which to complete our Temple of Knowledge. Wc elected John Michalcewiz, Joanne Weiler, Dorothy Morgan, Ixrc Meredith, and Shirley Breinig as our committee to plan the interior of our building. Wc entrusted the task of recording the plans which we had completed to Ethelanne Boden and Paul Mickey. One piece of furniture that just had to be included in our building was student teaching. Aims, objectives, daily lesson plans, and unit outlines all became a part of our interior decorations. But our furniture was not all work. There were dances and games and many other pleasurable events. Charlie's Aunt, under the direction of Miss Rebekah Sheaffer, was packed with laughs. All of a sudden we found ourselves putting the finishing touches to our work. Wc ordered commencement announcements, we were fitted for caps and gowns, and wc took our last exams. And last of all we placed inside our Temple of Knowledge our big Senior Week-end including the Reception and the Ball. As we stand here on graduation day and dedicate our building to the education of society, we are filled with humble pride by the work which we have accomplished. Wc owe a great deal to our class advisers, Miss Mary Elizabeth Dixon and Mr. George Anderson, for their cooperation as wc planned and worked on our structure. Yes, our Temple of Knowledge is complete at last. But it is complete only for today. Tomorrow we will begin to make new plans, to renovate, and to redecorate our building in order that wc might always keep our Temple of Knowledge in good repair.

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SENIOR CLASS ADVISERS Miss Mary Elizabeth Dixon George R. Anderson Miss Dixon lives by the philosophy that anything worth doing is worth doing well, and anyone who is fortunate enough to come in contact with this young lady knows that is true. In sports this is evident by the wonderfully successful field hockey team she helped coach this past year. This, by the way, is Miss Dixon's favorite sport along with tennis. Although this girls' gym teacher docs not play a musical instrument or act, she is very fond of scmiclassical and classical music and of the legitimate theatre. Miss Dixon feels that her most valuable experience in her life was the two year period she spent in the Navy. She was a physical education instructor at Hunter College, New York, and, as such, was exposed to many different points of view. Although Miss Dixon's life now centers around physical education—she hopes to be head of a department somewhere—she had planned to become a scientist. While she was going to Slippery Rock S.T.C., Miss Dixon worked at a chemical laboratory’ of a dairy products plant during the summer. Incidental information: she is very fond of icecream. At present our class adviser is working on her doctorate at Penn State, which she hopes to get by next year. One of the policies that governs Miss Dixon's life is to set a goal to reach, and once she has reached it, set a higher one. Her goal now is her Ph.D. After this is reached—she isn't sure what comes next, but we know that it will be a worthy one. In 1932, Mr. Anderson had to make a choice between becoming a professional musican or continuing teaching. It was fortunate for Millcrsvillc when the chose the latter career. Since that time, Mr. Anderson has proven to himself and to everyone that he was cut out for the teaching profession. Mr. Anderson has had many experiences to draw from to aid him in being the excellent teacher he is. He worked his way through four years at Penn State and held many interesting unusual jobs—at one time or another he was a coal miner, a farmer, and a newspaperman. While it is as a teacher of mathematics that Mr. Anderson holds his position here at Millersville, most of the students know him as the director of the college band. Mr. Anderson's first love is math, and his second love, running a close second, is band music. In this field also our class adviser has had some rich experiences, working under great men as Crcatore, and knowing personally Goldman, the band-master and Howard and Branson, conductors of the Air Corps and Marine Bands, respectively. Mr. Anderson's policy is to try something new and different every five years. In 1945 he flew to California with a friend in a small two-seater (Mr. Anderson holds a pilot's license). This year he toured Key West with his charming family. What does 1955 hold for Mr. Anderson ? Whatever it is, we wish him the best of luck.

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LEE ELLEN ALMONEY WILLIAM BALANT Elementary Bridgeton . . . Lee . . . always manages to get her work accomplished in a calm, cool, and collected fashion . . . jn active member of the Student Christian Association . . . expresses her musical talents through the violin . . . crochets beautifully . . . spends her summers at the shore . . . one of the gals in the dorm who caused no uproarious commotions . . . engaged at Christmas . . . other extra-curricular engagements on campus included Future Teachers of America. Lutheran Club, and the Association for Childhood Education. . . . Elementary Monessen . . . Dill . . . one of the last of the stay loosers . . . a combat vet . . . left us in January . . . allergic to evergreens after an unhappy experience off-campus with them . . . faithful member of Future-Teachers of America . . . responsible for getting himself and three others snowbound at Thanks-ivinc . . . M.C.A. . . . Newman Club . . . foot-alt tan . . . Pageite . . . loved his kids in student teaching . . . western Pennsylvanian . . . always missed the greyhound bus. . . . SAMUEL G. ASTON Industrial Arts Lancaster . . . Sam ... a nice-looking lad from Lancaster . . . geography holds special interest for him . . . member of Normal . . . Industrial Arts Society . . . quiet but friendly . . . day student . . . likes football and sports . . acquisitive sense of humor . . . remembered for his crew cuts . . . swell dresser . . . Pepsodent smile . . . still in the Naval Reserves . . . and is married. . . . CHARLES E. AUSTIN Industrial Arts Troy . . . Charlie . . . transfer from Clarion State Teachers College . . . member of the Student Christian Association . . Industrial Arts Society . . . Radio Association . . raises the kind of food that makes your mouth water ... science minor ... enjoys puttering with model steam engines . . . Kauffman calls him Rube . . . blushes like mad . . . a man after Dr. Gerhart’s heart . . . claims he hunts four-legged deer ... I wonder' . . . WILLIAM AUSTIN Elementary Lancaster . . . Bill . . . travels back and forth to M-villc daily . . . married . . . Army veteran . . . Page Literary Society . . . treasurer in Elementary Science class . . . has son. Skipper —a chip off the old block . . . August graduate . . . friendly . . . line of chatter has solved many a predicament . . . enjoys a good laugh frequently . . . football fan . . tempted to fly to Air Age class and |unk the car. . . . BETTY BARD Elementary East Petersburg . . . Bets . . . sweet, pretty lass who hails from East Petersburg . . . busy all the time . . . loves teaching third grade . . . member of Primary Club . . English Club . . Delta Phi Eta . . . day student for three years . . . moved into dorm in her senior vear . . . loves to take walks and believes that there is no happiness in the world in which love docs not enter; and love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition. . . .