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

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MEMBERS Joseph f james r francis p nicholas w leo e william p william f frank b rodgers nash kiniry bath gribbin ward wolfe thomas Joseph h fornwald WHO’S WHO IN AMERICAN COLLEGES MEMBERS charles od evans leo e gribbin nicholas w bath robert a evers francis a headley John j lyons william p ward anthony r semararo harry f mc partland a CYEME de la CV CHILE DELTA EPSILON SIGMA

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—good night joe —night bill The day is almost over. For him this had been a rough day ... tests galore! To one so weary, sleep is a blessing. The newly-laundered sheets feel good to him. This is one night he'll have no trouble getting to sleep. —wonder how i made out in ontology . . . those true- false were really tricky . . . probably ruined me . The little everyday things race through his mind in rapid succession. —that chow wasn’t bad at all . . didn’t write this week . . . good ol’ “spike’’ came through to save that average . For some reason he can’t pass on to dreamland. Hundreds of varied thoughts are incessantly drumming away; many . wonder why joan of them fleeting, others lingering. Without consciously He drifts from the trivial to the more important. It’s funny the things one thinks about before sleep descends. realizing it, his weariness lessens. —how quickly time passes by . . . wonder why four years of college always seemed so long to me... why did i hate school so much when i first came? . really changed . . . ive sure im older but that can’t be (NEPLEGSOM Ie 2 He can’t figure it out. Here he is nineteen, how his attitude has changed! All his previous gripes flashed before him, and now he cannot remember why he had cause for complaint. The things that had caused him to be antagonistic and discouraged fade into the background, while the important things are conspicuously mirrored before him. He loses himself in reminiscence. —recall the first day i arrived . . t really wanted to turn back . . it was raining... .. was never so home- sick in all my life... rules, rosters, and registration . uw was hard getting accustomed to the idea that mom wouldn't be cooking my meals and i wouldn’t be sleeping in my old bed, andi. He goes on and on, reliving his transitionary days at the Mount—the days that were hard for a tenderfoot. It was true that the novelty of this new experience engendered an ardent feeling of insecurity. He rambles further into recollection. —that second year was terrific... i belonged .. . remember the first time i was caught coming in late; father refused to listen to my side of the story... i soon learned the ways of mountmen: late sleeps . . . close friendships ... lengthy bull sessions . . . in clubs . . interest . the inevitable “busting” . became a part of it all... . t quickly That “sport conscious, girl conscious, self conscious” soph- omore year, when St. Joe’s was no longer a mystery, but an actuality. He knew every corner of his age old campus, and every famed story of its illustrious past. He was proud of that second year—proud to be a mountaineer. —there are a thousand happy moments i could recall, moments Ull never forget ... just a little more than half way through, and already i’m feeling that i'll hate to leave . . . guess there'll be a thousand more instances to live through and be remembered . . Tempered by heartaches, enlivened by Mount spirit, and broadened by fraternity, he attaches an unpayable price tag to his school. —lm a part of it... it’s unbeatable . . . it’s in me sthank« God =.» His attitude makes those four long years so much shorter. Memories alone can lengthen that unappreciated past. He yawns, turns over, and drifts from retrospective reverie to dreams of a bigger and better future. “Scotch and water, please”

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the brain trust MONSIGNOR TIERNEY HONOR SOCIETY OFFICERS president joseph f rodgers vice-president paul x mullen secretary joseph h fornwald historian edward c quinlan 35