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

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HISTORY lege life arid starting the year with much enthu- siasm. Everyone walked into his first pharmacology class wondering just what to expect from the de- mon who taught this course. (To those who have never been exposed to a pharmacology course at A.C.P., demon refers to Prof Hanmer). For two years we had been hearing vicious rumors concern- ing this roan and his courses. It didn’t take us long to find out that if you didn’t have paper and pencil all ready to commence when Prof started to lecture, you were hopelessly lost for the rest of the period. If you were one of lire fortunate ones who could keep up with him. you couldn't take time to cross a “l”, or dot an“i”, or even bother with a period. The word was confusion when notes were recopied. We all blossomed out with 3 by 5 cards on knowledge in pharmacognosy was amazing to see how much of which all our written. It was it sunk in. Some doses, uses, common names, and B.O.’s became as common lo us as our own names, while others were as foreign to us as the meaning of the Thing”. The junior prom was the biggest project of the year. The committees worked very hard and llieir efforts were appreciated by all who attended. It was held in the main hall room of the DeWitt Clinton Hotel on May 5th. The dance was a rol- licking success, as proved by the fact that the dan -e floor was filled to capacity at all limes. If you couldn t get on the dance floor, it was just a short walk to the floor below where you could still have something cool and soothing at your linger tips. hs, Again we gathered together for class electio and after the smoke cleared out of the air. Ken Gustafson was elected president; Jerry (no relation to Prof. Hammer’s dog) Mastrianni, vice-president; Shirley (let’s play pinochle) Hickey, secretary; Jean (what’s trump) Berke, historian. It was during this year that many of us took the advantage of the offer to go to Indianapolis as the guests of Eli Lilly and Company. Remember the joker who went through the car hollering “ham sandwiches” every hour on the hour after midnight. Lilly fed us well while we were there. They had to because they walked it all off us dur- ing those excursions through their plants. Have you ever eaten a mortar and pestle? Just ask anyone who took this trip about it. and they will let you In on a little secret. Finals stared us in the face again. Result- one hundred of us became seniors. THE SENIOR YEAR And so on the last lap of our journey through the halls of A.C.P., we were at last seniors (in spirit (?) anyway). The first few- days, we were in a fog as far as bacteriology was concerned. We knew- we were looking for something on those slides, but the only person who knew what was Prof. Swift, who paced the floor rubbing his chin and exclaiming, “ver-r-r-ry interesting.” It is quite strange how some drugs effect the human (?) body. An extensive experiment was carried on at Med School with us as the guinea pigs and. oh my, the conclusions that were drawn. For example—sodium amytal seems to keep John Ritchie wide awake, whereas benzedrine can he used very freely to induce sleep upon Jeanne Burns. On the other hand, lactose (a very powerful med- icament) produced reddening of the ears, itchy eyes, and drowsiness in certain individuals in the class. Prof. Singer always had a hard time taking attendance in 303 on Thursday mornings, it seems that the new wing is some distance from Rope Hall, especially at 8:45 A.M. He would always automa- tically skip over Bloom’s seat because he knew, as everyone else, that in about five minutes, Irv would come stumbling in. With book in one hand. Bloom would quietly say. “Gotta pencil, Sam?” Class would then start with one of Prof. Singer's “quickies”. This year found Herb (papa) Savage trying to calm down the 100 components of our homo- geneous mixture. Howard Rich, as his able as- sistant, took the reins as “Veep.” Jerry Nelligan was elected to the post of Secretary-treasurer. (Did anyone ever find out just what was in his treas- ury?) Ann Marie Richardson took over as histor- ian. Mr. Dan Cupid shot a lot of arrows in our direction during the year, with most of the wed- dings taking place in the summer months. Some of the braver ones were Jerry Mastrianni, Lou Fiore, Bill Steckel, Ken Gustafson, Anne Keeler, and Nancy Palmer. It looked like a diamond Barryp Eileen Wallher, Claire Desparte arid Ann Marie Richardson got together to compare notes, started to realize what the future has in store for As we look back over the years, there have been many trials and errors, but as yet we haven’t really studded review in the girls’ room whenever Pattv us. Upon graduation, we will go our separate ways, but one thing will always bind us together. We were from the class of ’51, and when the going gets rough, we can still have a chuckle over the many things that happened to us during our college day's. Farewell and good luck to all. Ami Marie Richardson [19]

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Each year our personalities are moulded by the experiences which we encounter. Future classes are influenced by our example and enlarged by whatever contributions we have made. Over a period of four years, the class of ’51 has been benefiting from the efforts of previous classes. In its turn, it has endeavored to make valuable ad- ditions—that those who follow might meet a great- er heritage. It was back on September 22. 1947 that we first saw the light of day at Albany College of Phar- macy. Our hearts were skeptical of those around us. and the halls and classrooms were a far cry from our high school days. On that day, exactly 122 bewildered heads appeared for their first chemistry lecture from Prof. Reed. Some of us were fresh out of high school, while others had seen several years of military service. It was a “mixture” of people who before graduation day arrived had been “shaken well”. We were all total strangers—but it did not take long for us to form many friendships with fellow classmates, and head- aches for our Profs. We found out early in the pur- suit of our profession that we could always turn to Dean O'Brien for helpful advice and guidance. Some of us may not have wanted to enter his office for encouragement, but at times special invitations were issued. Along in October of our freshman year, we were called together to elect class officers. We all started looking around trying to decide just who to select to carry out the duties of our class. After due parliamentary procedure. Ken Gray (the man with the camera and gray coat sweater) was chosen president. His assistant and student council buddy was Bob Newhard (“Irish”—wonder where he got that name). Anne Keeler (the gal with the voice) was elected secretary and Nancy Palmer (now Mrs. Silvernale) was our historian. That year saw quite a few of our embryo pharmacists on the basketball court. Bob Boscoe, Bob Newhard, Dick Peplinski, and George Gaf- farelli saw service with the maroon and white that year. Vi e found out early that basketball was the favorite sport at the Pharmacy Institute, and we were all proud to be represented on the team. Me soon discovered the meaning of the ex- pression “burning the midnight oil.” I’m sure all night cramming was something new to the majority of us. Many sat up with a cup of black coffee in one hand and an algebra book in the other hand before a quarterly examination that year. Can we ever forget the course in physiology we had that freshman year. What we didn’t know about the heart—and still don’t! And so the majority of us became sopho- mores—“the wise fools”. TIIE SOPHOMORE YEAR As sophomores, we began to learn just wrhat a stiff course it was to become a pharmacist or tech- nician. We surely got our fill of science in this year. Oh yes, how can we ever forget that year spent with Prof. Lapctina and the physics book. Velocity, acceleration, resistance, torque, definitions, prob- lems- we had our head and hands full with all these things. It would be interesting to know just how many of us could hook up an electric circuit now, even if we did have a diagram staring us in the face. We did come away with a lot of useful information, Prof. We received our first taste of manufacturing pharmacy this year by making tinctures, fluid- extracts, lotions, solutions, and ointments, ft was here we learned the useful art of washing dishes. I'm sure that if sope of those preparations were used in dispensing pharmacy, even Doctor Husa couldn't explain what caused the incompatibilities. Due to the fact that the enrollment at the col- lege had risen to such a large number this year, the boys’ room was converted into a classroom. The result- smoking was permitted in the lower halls. This was the beginning of a number of ro- mances during our sophomore year. It w’as a lot easier to stand with a cigarette in hand, talk about the events of the time,.and end up with a date than it would have been to wangle a date during classes. During that year, the girls’ room might just as well have been turned into a classroom also, for one could find all the girls stationed in the lower hall. The weight held by fraternities came to the foreground as class elections were held. The fra- ternities faced each other and in turn the indepen- dents had to face them. Out of all this, Bob Newr- hard emerged as class president. The girls club and sorority showed their power by putting Jeanne Burns in as vice-president. Ann Marie Richardson was given the secretarial duties, and Carolyn Ter- hune (now Mrs. Yollmer) wrote our pages of his- tory for the year book. We again faced quarterlies and finals, and again we had to put our heads to the grind, drag out the notes and books, and burn that lamp ’til the wee hours of the morning. All the time we hoped we w'ould survive to see our junior year. THE JUNIOR YEAR Let’s take a count of how many survived until their junior year. According to the records, we had 102 still struggling to gain access to a sheep- skin.: We were past the half way mark of our col-

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[20] % KENNETH EDWARD AMStER, JR. “Ken” Albany, New York After graduation from C more or less walked across to the halls of A.C.P. sociated with the camera first two years. What hap] Ken? During the second his Senior year he was about his forthcoming m Easter Sunday. His other tivities included membership Ph. A. and the Newman club. B.A., Ken campus in- was as- for his 1cned then, semester of a dither arriage on school ac- in the A. He club a 1 EUGENE C. BALDWIN K'F “Gene” Albany, New York In our Freshman year there was quite a bit of confusion between Gene and a certain Prof. There was one great difference though; Gene couldn’t com- prehend College Algebra. In his sec- ond year he was pledged to Kappa Psi and has been an active member ever since. As a member of the Junior Prom Committee, Gene made sure that his little “scotch” friend wasn’t left idle. This same little friend was also pres- ent with him on the Eli Lilly Trip. Gene was a member of the A.Ph.A. PATRICIA BARRY “Pat” Utica, New York Pat is the younger member of the Barry family who, following in her sister’s footsteps, came to A.C.P. to obtain her degree in Medical Tech- nology. She found it not too dif- ficult to get into the swing of things, and before long became a member of the Girl’s Club. Serving on the Jun- ior Prom Committee, Pat helped in selecting the favors for the dance. In her Senior year Pat joined the New- man Club. ROBERT H. BAUMAN K'P “Bob” Port Jervis, New York After saying good-bye to all the Ad- mirals for awhile, Bob decided to be- come a pharmacist. His first activity at A. C. P. was to become a member of Kappa Psi, and since then supported all their “Finer” functions. As one of the chairmen of the Junior Prom, Bob helped organize a very success- ful dance. In the following year he spent many long hours helping to lay out the yearbook as Associate Editor- in-Chief. Bob also was a member of the A.Ph.A. and the Newman Club. UChg Sternal proDidentc