University of Maryland Baltimore Dental School - Mirror Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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, : ' - :M ;; tr- First row: N. Baker, R. Voorhees, P. Weber, B. Brawlcy, J. O ' Hearn, M. Grossbart, J. Cicala, B. Brown, G. Mazur, H. Cillers, C. White, M. Ciuliano. Second roil ' : M. Luxenberg, J. Cadden, P. Noerr, G. Gilley, R. Gigliotti, C. Kramer, N. Bianco, S. Nelcber, B. Wilkins, E. Flesher, J. Cohen, E, Issow, S. Oring, L. Wiseman. m. i5 -3i. ' isM . [20]

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s. eniefis r . r r. OFFICERS OF SENIOR CLASS Presiilciit Conrad L. Inman, Jr. Vice-President Saul Goodman Treasurer Edward Wheeler Secretary Casimir Sheft Historian Robert Shapiro Sergeant-at-Arms Carl Catani Student Representative Edward Cullen In September, 1941, a new group of would-be Doctors of Dental Surgery descended upon the corner of Lombard and Greene. This group of enthusiastic youths simmered and bubbled in the cauldron of dental science, boiled out, and emerged as the B.C.D.S. graduating class of 1944. We embarked upon our careers as dental students with various reactions to the School: What, no campus? . . . So this is the corner of Lombard and Greene Streets with which I have been corresponding! . . . Where is the Anatomy lab? . . . Where can a guy find a place to sleep? . . . Did you register yet? . . . We settled down to what promised to be an ordinary freshman year — and then came the December 7 ... an accelerated program ensued. The hot summer months found us toiling away in the labs. (Toiling? Beg pardon, this was sophomore year). . . . B section gets all the breaks . . . What ' s all dis stuff floatin ' around dat we ' re gonna have a English course? . . . Think the Army ' ll take over? . . . We were commissioned as 2nd Lieutenants and Ensigns on a non-active basis . . . Can ' t wait till I get up on the clinic floor, and sink my first bur in a real tooth . . . What shall I do. Dr. Deems; his gums — er, his gingivae are bleeding? Junior year and 700 points. It ' ll be a cinch. Sitting on the bench is so dull. Wish I had a patient. Oh well, I have both time and company; but if I keep up the way I ' ve been doing, I should have about 200 points by the end of the year . . . Wish I were a senior. Did I ever tell you that you are the most wonderful girl I ever met? How about coming down to the clinic sometime? Hey fellows — latest rumor, the Army ' s taking over. I heard it from someone who overheard Dr. McCarthy telling so-and-so. . . . Fort Meade? What is it, a summer camp? Summer Camp, H — 1. This is the Army. I ' m not scrubbing these mess-hall floors for fun you know. Then back to School in uniform. A classmate was taken from us by death in our Junior year. Although he did not realize his ambition to become a dentist, Dave Shapiro will forever remain a member of the Class of 1944. We don ' t know how we did it but here we are. Seniors at last. More Army stuff — Formation at 0800 . . . Oh, why didn ' t I join the Navy; they have such swell uniforms too. Rumors and Gas — What a combustive combination. But we really settled down this year. Lots of work. No time for play. Oh yeah? Where did you get that nice Pim- lico sunburn? Many hurdles to take: Prosthetics, Crown and Bridge, Operative, et al. The services played havoc with our instructing staff. Hats off to the remaining faculty members for doing more than their share. This senior year is no picnic. Wish I were a Junior again. Did that come out of me? 22 ]