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

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A L E M B I C out that B.O. didn’t mean body odor, but botanical origin, and no amount of Lifebuoy soap would take it away. We were not allergic to common names like Tom and Dick, but Glandulae Rottlerae, Pale Catechu (bless you), and Secale cornutum P.I., were definite idiosyncrasies to us. Just when we had a fool-proof system worked out, we discovered that although aniseed and caraway seed were common names, the part used was the fruit. “Bewildered” became our theme song. Who can forget the “writer’s cramp” developed in Prof. Hanmer’s classes? If you crossed a “t” or dotted an “i” you missed a whole page of notes. In Organic Lab the victory cry became, “Urea, IVc got it!” If incompatibilities are grounds for divorce, we should have been divoiced from the dean’s course in dispensing. But he insisted that we and the course become compatible. Party politics charged the air again; and after a very heated session, the following officers had been elected: Vincent Drake, President; A1 (I’m not related to the dean) O’Brien, Vice-President; Catherine Mariana, Secretary; and Eugene Peterson, Historian. The Junior Prom was our biggest project this year. All of the committees worked hard to make this affair the grand success it was. The Prom was held in the Ten Eyck Hotel Ballroom on May 6th. The attendance was one of the largest in the school’s history for a formal dance, and everyone who attended enjoyed a very' memorable evening. We also received our class rings this year, and upon learning that there was no refund on them, we realized that we would now have to graduate. More quarterlies, more finals, more midnight oil, more cramming, more coffee arid benzedrine, an increased vocabulary of non-rcpeatable words and oaths ex- pressed at 4 o’clock in the morning — and before you say 4, 6 Dimethyl-2-' ulfanila- mido-pyrimidinc (Sulfamethazine to you), we were proud Seniors. The Last (S) Mice We could hardly wait for summer vacation to get over with, so we could finish that last year of college in a hurry. Before school opened, we never felt more confident in our lives. After the first day of school, we never felt more depressed. They say that what you don’t know can’t hurt you, and it was certainly evident that the Seniors weren’t going to get hurt very much this year. After another hotly-contested class election, George (Green) Grass was elected President; “Pete” (Pro) Del Santo, Vice-President; Eleanor (Mrs. Messia) Van Buren, Secretary; and Eugene (ole reliable) Peterson, Historian. Space is too limited here to tell of our ups and downs (mostly downs) which occurred in this do-or-die year of school Suffice it to say that the pressure was really on — and how we knew it! The one ray of hope that shone brightest during this dismal period was Dean O’Brien’s announcement right after mid-terms that he had already ordered our sheepskins from England. “At last,” we mused, “we’ve got him right where he wants us”. There could now be no turning back — onward to third quarterlies, finals, and state boards — and may the good Lord have mercy on us. Yes, we have just about reached the top of the hill as far as our academic career in pharmacy is concerned. We realize, however, that the real test of our knowledge will come after we have graduated. The degree to which we contribute to the general health and welfare of the public through our professional skill will determine our success in life. We shall succeed. We, the graduating class of 1950, take this opportunity to wish the other classes at school best wishes in the coming years. And at the expenre of maybe sounding corny, we say farewell to thee, our Alma Mater — farewell dear ole A.C.P. Humbly submitted, Eugene K. Pf.tf.rson T wenty

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ALEMBIC ABRAHAM ABBOTT Common Name — “Abe” Habitat — South Glens Falls, N. Y. As a member of Uncle Sam’s Army, Abe put in a bit of combat duty in the E.T.O., before making his way to A.C.P. in civilian attire. Perhaps A.G.P.’s most devoted bowling enthusiast, Abe was a varsity bowler for four years, climaxing that stint by being elected captain of the team for the past two years. Even with the bowling and the week-end trips up North, Abe still managed to be an active Kappa Psi brother. WILLIAM S. ADSIT Common Name — “Bill” Habitat — Richfield Springs, N. Y. Always interested in athletics, Bill blossomed forth as one of our oustanding performers with the baseball team as well as a top notch bowler and J.V. basketballer. In cognizance of his athletic interests, Bill was chosen as Sports Editor of the Alembic Pharmakon. A married veteran. Bill’s proudest fixture is “Willie, Jr.’’, who is as recent as the latest N.N.R. Not to be forgotten is the fact that Bill and Kappa Psi get along with each other. ROBERT G. AHRENS Common Name — “Radar” Habitat — Oneida, N. Y. In Bob we have a true A.C.P.’er who would rather do things here at the College than anywhere else. His many activities found him busy with the Mortar and Pestle, Camera Club and the A.Ph.A. lie gave considerably of his time and effort to this publication. Bob is a collector of State Pharmacy licenses. He has an empty space on the wall, next to his Vermont license, waiting for his New York certificate. BERNARD BERG Common Name—“BB” Habitat — Hudson, N. Y. How he did it still is a mystery to some of us! Commuting daily from Hudson and maintaining excellent grades, Bernard deservedly won himself a place among the top men in the class. A veteran with a Philippine Island background, Bcrnic moved his gear to Kansas State College where he became inter- ested in Engineering. A year in the Sunflower State convinced him that Albany and Pharmacy were more of what he liked. Twenty-two