Albany College of Pharmacy - Alembic Yearbook (Albany, NY)

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Pharmakon NOW I WONDER IF PROF WANTS THE EQUATION FOR THAT REACTION Nineteen

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Pharmakon Senior Cla££ Class of June, 1945: The class of 1945 was the first at A.C.P. to be accelerated all the way. Entering in September, 1942 and graduating June 1, 1945, it represents the result of two years and eight months of almost unremitting toil on the part of class members and faculty alike. Other classes experienced acceleration during the latter part of their courses, and some there are yet to be heard from who are still undergoing it. But we claim the distinction of being the first unadulterated product. Time will tell how good a product; at present we only say, “It can be done”; the class, or the remnants of it after the armed services had taken their toll, graduated intact. From the original group of eighteen freshmen there were eight survivors. The first great inroad upon our membership occurred just after the final exams of the freshman year; seven army and navy reserve men were called up. Two others had left earlier that year, so that in June, 1943 we faced our first summer session as sophomores with less than half our number left. That year was a busy though uneventful one. We lost another member, “Arm” Cerro, to the navy reserve. Like those before us, we pondered over monocols, dicots, archegonia, and sporangiophores, sweltered over crucibles, and made the acquaintance of Ethyl and Ester. Once a week in the gym we pronc- pressured each other, set the broken bones, and did all else to win First Aid certifi- cates. By February we were juniors. The junior year saw us reduced to our lowest terms. “Phil” Erb and “Stew” Kaskcl joined the navy; the residue consisted of six pharmacists and two technicians. October 1, 1944 we were seniors, scarcely more than two years from the day we entered. It was somewhat bewildering. In that state we wandered through the mazes of incompatibilities and toxicology to find ourselves in May, 1945 seated, unbelievably, at our last examinations. A few days later we each stepped up for one brief moment upon the stage and tried to receive with dignity the precious white roll extended to us, tied with its maroon and white ribbon. Incredibly enough, it was over.