Tufts University - Jumbo Yearbook (Medford, MA)

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Press release in the Topeka, Kansas Bugle: Jonathan Lumpkoff, son of Mr. and Mrs. R. V. Lumpkoff, 183 Sliades-of-Hades Rd., is home for Christmas. Jon is a freshman at Tufts Uni¬ versity up north in Massachusetts. He reports that the cold, winter weather has been very hard on him and he just can’t understand how the native New Englanders stand it. He says they wear sweaters and such things under their coats. “Boy, is that ice and snow and stuff deep on the Hill. It’s over the soles of my shoes.” We ran into Jon in Mr. Sweethall’s store where he was buying hip hoots and water wings to combat the rough weather up north. On winter days, the policeman who diligent- ly guards the main gate is usually found sit¬ ting in his warm squad car. The gateway to a snowy, white fantasy land; except during Winter Carnival when wading boots and pith helmets are more in order. 20

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The scenes of Tufts at the beginning of the second hundred years reveal three new buildings in one year and an enrollment of over four thousand. Out of it grew an amazing picture of campus views and faces that truly represents the Tufts story. Some of us were only the third brush stroke from the lef t in the sixth row, hut every one was proud to he part of it. That constant parade of self-ad¬ mirers, who came almost daily to see if they had been painted cross-eyed or bow-legged, must have surely disturbed the art¬ ists, who worked day and night to complete the Cohen murals.

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Those who know have heen telling us for many years that climate patterns are changing and soon our weather will be like that of Flori¬ da. There’ll he palm trees growing on Boston Avenue, fig trees on Powder House Boulevard, and monkeys along Professors’ Row. New courses will have to be instituted like skin- diving and deep-sea fishing. Imagine the head¬ lines: TEMPERATURE HIGH FOR DECEM¬ BER IN MEDFORD, 85 DEGREES REGIS¬ TERED WHILE SNOW FALLS ON PALM BEACH. Too bad it isn’t summer on the beach, then he could wrap a towel around his head to break the wind. Admiral Byrd’s expedition cautiously picks its way across the frozen tundra of Medford. 21