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

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PHARMAKON by each and every one, sweeping up a few milligrams of ash from the floor and looking for the lost particle to the tune of “To Each His Unknown” deftly sung and rendered by “Syndrome” Brooks. We battled through the year with a multitude of debits and credits with the help of 2 Dallas 313 and eventually came up in June with the glad tidings that we were prospective Juniors. As Juniors we took off on our magic carpet into the field of organic chemistry. At this point many students went into a frantic search of all types of insurance after a sight of “the madman from Oneida” doing a synthesis. At about this time the high cost of living had reached its peak and it was fortunate that we received our crude drugs al- though the last class to be so treated. After all what could have been better for these poor mar- ried fellows than to have at hand the material for a good pharmacognosy stew flavored with asafe- tida. One hundred thirty-two delectable ingredi- ents to be used at any time a check didn’t materialize. During Spring vacation Eli Lilly gave us the life of kings for two days in Indianapolis and also gave us renewed hope and confidence to continue onward. The Junior Prom was one of the subjects of greatest interest at the completion of our westward travels and great plans were laid. It was not long when our labors bore fruit within' the walls of the Colonie Country Club with one of the best proms ever held. It was at this time that our junior year was about completed under the leadership of our gavel pounding president, Bob Carney. The Senior Class was again in the limelight as we carried the banner of being the first class to be subjected to pharmacology lab at the Medical College. We, as novices, soon became accustomed to the work although none could comprehend it. We battle onward through doses, dispensing and proposed material to be asked on the first new type state board. At this time all our spirit to go onward has departed and the only force which compels us onward is the very sight of our journey’s end. The end of our journey in this college life is nigh in sight. The greater part of the senior year being accomplished, it seems as though this long hard journey on the road of knowledge is suddenly and abruptly coming to an end. As we look back we see that we, the forty-niners, arc distinctive in many ways. We were the first postwar class to enter on regular curriculum, and the first of the “large classes” since the intro- duction of the four year course. We were the first class to be composed, for nearly the full four years, mainly of veterans and the first to be composed of nearly fort-two percent of married men and women. We are the first class to be subjected to pharma- cology lab and will be the first to face the new type state board. The latter distinction, however, seems to be a questionable honor. As our college term draws to an end we seem to enjoy great happiness, but, we also feel deep inside a sense of sadness. Those who have been at our sides and battled along with us in this field of knowledge will soon depart, each and everyone going his way to make the future. However hard it may be, when the time comes, w'e will say goodbye to our classmates and go our way knowing that most of those faces will not be for our eyes to see in the years to come. Although those familiar faces may be lost and obscured in the fog of time the very thought of them will remain in the clearness of our minds—forever. Written for the memory of you all, Peter J. Alotta Seventeen

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ALEMBIC Senior Cla££ jfyixtovp It is with fond memories that we, the Class of ’49, look back upon the days, weeks and years at A.C.P. These memories are mixed, in a peculiar way, being a composite picture of past events which have left their imprints upon our very minds, perhaps forever. Within our memoirs we see those long nights of studying and memorizing, those minutes before every exam when everyone’s nerves were literally tied in knots, those painfully distorted tempers and faces when marks were made known, and lastly those wonderful moments which gave us the lighter side of life in our roster of social events and extracurricular activities. It is for these memories that our class history is written. It was October 22, 1945 when some seventy odd forty-niners, the first postwar class on regular four year college schedule, picked up their mortars and pestles for the first time. It was at this time that some changes were made necessary within the college. For example, up to this time, especially during war years, seminar had been held in room 306. It was at the time of the first seminar our class attended that Dr. O’Brien decided the audi- torium should, once, again, be unlocked to the weekly meetings of the student body. It was also decided at this time that each Freshman would no longer be personally introduced to the student body as the introduction of our class became somewhat tedious to all concerned. A dance was held for the introduction of the Freshmen followed by a full semester of activities and, of course, hard work. By the time the second semester rolled around Dr. O’Brien had decided to admit another Freshman class. When this group entered the gates of pharmacy, at A.C.P., it seemed as though Uncle Sam were trying to establish a beachhead at our very doorstep. A group of some forty-seven veterans, together with three lonely non-veterans, had descended upon us to take up their studies. June finally came in its own way at which time Section I looked to a summer of relaxation while Section II looked forward to a hot summer’s job of having to catch up to the advanced state of know ledge which the vacationers enjoyed. October ’46 seemed to leap upon us and we, the Sophomores, began our trek. The two separate classes were joined together, each section feeling as if a hoard of intruders had descended from Lord only knows where. The guns of war having been laid down and placed in oblivion, these former classmen were rejoined in a home- coming. Such men as Joe Crawley, Joe Ferro, Bob Carney, Joe Cazzillo and others had come back to our flock. These men had laid down their armamentarium of pharmacy in ’42 and ’43 and had taken up that of their country to enable us all to live in freedom and happiness. We subsequently drew together for a class meeting and our minds having met we gave the chair, vacated by Freshmen class presidents John Lyman and Earl Robinson, to John Sherman and the able vice-president—Joe Connolly. With such preliminaries accomplished wc settled down to part two of our education. During the course of the year while Prof. Reed explained the potentialities of ITS, we, in the face of the manifestation, took turns at the window airing ourselves out. Although oxidized and reduced by the very aroma of Qual, wc agreed to bear with him. In our “wild enthusiasm” we grasped Quant but were soon entangled. Many hours were spent, Sixteen

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ALEMBIC wmw-m nnmmm3| t ft iff » ■t! H hr IP ' M • t Kf J ’ I IM - Ill ' 'T:;. fit I PETER J. ALOTTA 88 Grove Street Cooperstown, N. Y. After completing his Freshman year, P. J. was awarded the American Pharmaceutical Foundation scholarship. In addition to this he received the Borden Scholarship in his Junior year. He was elected class Historian in his Senior year and became a member of the A.Ph.A. lie was also Associate Editor of the Alembic Pharmakon. SHIRLEY I. CLARK Clark Heights Pleasant Valley, N. Y. Shirley started her Pharmacy course in Sept., ’45. She soon became a member of Lambda Kappa Sigma Sorority of which she served as Chaplain in her third year and later as President. She was also Sophomore Class Historian and Secretary of the Senior class. She was elected Sec. of the A.Ph.A. and served on the staff of the yearbook. ROBERT L. HOSLER 221 Briggs Street Syracuse, N. Y. Bob, an active member of Phi Delta Chi, served as Vice- President and later as President. lie earned the McKesson- Robbins prize and also the Kappa Psi prize. Boh was elected Senior Class President and was a member of the A.Ph.A. Bob’s fine scholastic record was preceded by his brilliant record as a fighter pilot with the Army Air Corps in the E.T.O. He, was alternate valedictorian. JOSEPH S. CRAWLEY Saratoga Springs, N. Y. Joe was freshman class Pres, in 1944, but soon left for tin Navy to serve in the Pacific. Returning in 1946, he soon be- came engaged in many activities. In his Junior year he entered Kappa Psi Fraternity and was also elected President of the college chess team. For two years he served as Business Mana- ger of the Alembic Pharmakon and was Vice-President of the Senior class. Eighteen