Mount St Marys College - Pridwin Yearbook (Emmitsburg, MD)

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SENIORS As our final year drew to an end, we became more appreciative than ever before of the ideals, the friends, and the experiences that we had gained at Mount St. Mary’s. We could recall the incidents of our past four years—the retreats, the lectures, the proms, those midnight bull sessions, the six-week tests, the football rallies, the basketball tournaments, that memorable Exi-week, and graduation. Most of all we remembered our friends, for it was they who made our stay at the Mount most enjoyable. They shared our glories, our laughs and our misfortunes, and created for us a second home at the Mount. For every one of our activities at the Mount there was also a lesson to be learned. Our con- ception of values was improved to give us an in- telligent Catholic view of life. The faith that we brought with us was strengthened and seen in all its implications, and we were equipped to defend it against false philosophies. The few years spent at the Mount would enrich all the experiences of our future lives. In the hearts of the members of the Class of 1952, the spirit of the Mount was forever im- planted. None knew what fortunes the world would bring later, but all were certain of the love which they bore for this College.

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McCaffrey Hall McCaffrey Hall was first opened in 1858. The building was named in honor of a past president of the Mount, Very Rev. John McCaffrey, D.D. This hall had the dis- tinction of sheltering the senior class. Within the confines of these walls the seniors passed their days and nights, studying, conversing, clowning, and sleeping. McCaffrey also housed the student dining room, the priest’s refectory, the sister’s convent, and two very popular places, the mail- room and the College canteen. In the spring and fall the porch of this building was a 55 favorite gathering place for all Mountaineers, the scene of bull sessions, a little “horse play,” or perhaps just sun- bathing. Often these activities were interrupted by a sud- den downpour from above, rather artificial in nature how- ever, provoking much laughter from those who escaped the deluge. It has often been remarked that the storming of the Bastille was most closely duplicated by hungry students rushing to the doors of the McCaffrey dining room for a more favored place in line. Such was life in McCaffrey Hall.