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

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C. ETHELBERT ABELL, JR. B.S. in History, Placentia, Leonardtown, Md. A real Southerner who could trace his ancestry to the Ark and Dove (or was it Gettysburg and An- tietam), Bert was a true son of Dixie. Fried chicken and ham plus sausage and corn pone accounted for his rosy cheeks and curly hair. Unassuming and mild spoken, Bert’s most emphatic expression was “‘you can bet your sweet life.” He had a great respect for the Dodge Brothers,»and was especially fond of their namesake he guided over Route 15. Torn between two loves, Bert intended to blend teaching and farming into a successful future. As a Pripwin staff member and business manager of the Echo he was always an industrious and dependable worker. be) JOHN M. ANDREWS B.S.in History, 227 Sudbrook Lane, Pikesville, Md. Seldom is found a man with as likable character, good nature, and keen sense of humor as Jack. Versatility, personality, and a profound interest in his undertakings brought him the esteem of the class. He was the managing editor of the PRIDWIN and co-editor of the Echo, and in these capacities he did excellent and admirable work. The “Brow” lived a moderate life as a casual “campus Joe’ and was not easily impressed. A confederate flag waver, he occupied many leisure hours in intramural sports and the arms of Morpheus. Jack was admired for manliness, sincerity, and earnest enthusiasm. With these sterling qualities he won the hearts of many friends, and his talents, of themselves, insured for him a successful future in journalism. WILLIAM J. ANDREWS, JR. B.S. in Economics, 1549 E. 66th St., Brooklyn, N.Y. One of the more enthusiastic sports fans on campus and the possessor of a fine sense of humor, Bill was quick to mix with the typical atmosphere of Mount St. Mary’s. He spread the Dodger fame through Emmitsburg and carried the spirit of the Mount back to Brooklyn. In his sophomore and junior years he was a true member of Slobbovia. Bill was always generous and con- siderate toward those around him. With an optimistic outlook on life and always in search of a good time, he could often be found trying to bring forth a “‘scream and yell,” whether it be on the varsity diamond or amidst a group of fellow students.

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The Day We Waited For Speeding up the familiar driveway past the sun-burned grass, rounding the turn with a sure twist of the wheel, and pulling to a gravelly stop, we knew in September, 1951, that the home stretch in our college careers loomed before us. Our minds were befuddled with an intense awareness that in nine months we would have to face the “cold, cruel world,”’ as some would call it. We were not grim in our outlook. A good sign of optimism in our class was the num- ber of men who embarked on the sea of matrimony and joined the ranks of nearly-weds by becoming engaged. With or without mates, however, that world still faced us, or it might be better to say that we faced it. To each of us it had different meanings. It was a future of seminary life, military duty, office chairs, long-handled shovels, or more classrooms. Whatever our post college life, most of us did not just sit and wait for things to happen. We sent out applica- tions to universities, asked faculty members for letters of recommendation, signed up for officer training in our coun- try’s armed forces, answered questions asked by personnel interviewers, and spent anxious minutes in the post office waiting for letters of acceptance. We all went on with col- 61 lege life as usual. Dates, basketball games, class meetings, long and crowded conversations, jeers and cheers went on with the relentlessness of the seasons. Like the bird on the wing, time flew and, before we knew it, the final exams were determinedly finished with. A short and delightful vaca- tion was spent at home, thinking and talking with parents and friends of a task accomplished and tasks to be done. Happily, we returned for exi-week and graduation. Three last days were left for us to breathe the clean moun- tain air. A deeply reflective hour at the Mass for the grad- uates, a solemn baccalaureate address, blissful moments at the Senior Prom, mutual pride between ourselves and our parents, and awe at the sight and sound of graduation guests and speakers; all these built us up to the moment of personal yet humble exhultation and mixed emotions when we received our degrees and truly became sons of the Mount. Leaving the green and sunny campus was harder than we thought it would be. It is difficult to leave a home when we know not when it is to be seen, touched, heard, and smelled again. We thought, if “home is where the heart is,” then this is home and we’ll be back.

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JOHN H. BAKER B.S.in Biology, R.F.D. No. 1, Linden, Pa. Jack was well known on cam- pus and always cheerfully greeted his fellow students. In moments of leisure he could be seen reading the world-almanac which he used as a source book to quote facts and records verbatim. By many he was con- sidered the answer man of first McCaffrey. Jack, a varsity track and cross- country man, was interested in all athletics and participated in most intra- mural sports. He had a strong liking for bright colors in clothes and was often seen wearing odd hats which could not be duplicated. An honor stu- dent, and outstanding as ein Deutsche student, Jack planned to continue his studies at Georgetown Medical School. 63 GENO C. BARONI A.B. in Philosophy, Box 171, Acosta, Pa. Geno showed much interest in promoting sports during his stay at the Mount, both in the College and in the Seminary, where he studied for the holy priesthood under the Bishop of Altoona. Geno served the Mount well as a sports-writer for the Moun- tain Echo, manager of intramural sports, projector operator for the movie committee, and in numerous other clubs and activities. He was one of the most active Mountaineers in our class. Upon graduating he planned to continue his studies in the Mount Seminary. ANTONIO RAMOS BARROSO B.S. in Chemistry, 16 Betances St., Bayamon, Puerto Rico. Through his intense and diligent devotion to his studies Tony left the Mount a truly fine scholar. His unassuming demeanor coupled with his ease for logical thinking won the respect of his classmates and faculty alike. An easy-going humorist and conversationalist, this son of Puerto Rico was at home every- where. He was a willing and tireless worker in the lab or at social affairs, and active in the K. of C. and the school Orchestra. Tony was also selected for the Echo intramural all-star s oftball team and for Who’s Who. For this versatile, gentleman, scholar, and friend, a man of spirit and foresight, the future seemed secure in the medical profession in his beloved Puerto Rico.