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

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APOTHECARY’S PRAYER O God, great Master Of the healing arts, Bless my slow unwielding hands; Make skilled and sensitive My fingertips for all demand; As counter for disaster, Fill my mental starts With Keenness; let me live That other lives may through Deft medium of my science, Pursuance find in health. Let each capsule that I count Yield strength rewarding wealth; Each liquid that I mix anew. Each ointment for appliance. In all and each amount Be healing prayer Let me ne’er forget Thy generous Providence, Held within my trembling hands. Help me justly execute, dispense And be cau tious of my ware — And while Life’s hour-glass yet Runs, with the doctor guide its sands. Place within my heart Alert and wholesome fear, Lest I mis weigh a single grain, And Death come stalking from my shelves. And sorrow’s counterpart. With my potions disappear; And God, give hope unto themselves.

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When we, the class of 1963, arrived at ACP, we were not the only new faces. In that fall of 1959, Professor John Flynn came from North Carolina Graduate School to join the faculty. In these short four years, Professor Flynn has become a close friend of many of us. He has brightened even the darkest day with a cheerful remark and has made 11s laugh during an exam wi th hi s tunny antics. Prolessor Flynn is also very busy working for his doctorate and being a devoted father to his live little “Flynnlettes.” Even with all his out- side activities, he has always found time to bean active supporter of a great many school activities. We, the class of 1963, dedicate our yearbook to you, Professor Flynn, to express our tbanks for making our four years at ACP much more pleasurable by your loyal friendship, quick wit, and academic guidance.

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Robert A. Coutant In fond memory —although our acquaintance with Bob lasted but a few short years, he left with us the memory of one tall in stature, quiet in manner and of few well-spoken words, honest, humble, and friendly in nature. With a smile quick to his lips, a nod of his head and a twinkle in his eyes, he conveyed a warmth and sincerity distinctly his own. He remains a part of our college days, and we shall not forget him as we recall these years in retrospect. IN MEMORIAM Adam A. Walker The Albany College of Pharmacy lost an out- standing example of the ideal teacher with the resignation of Adam Walker in 1961. He had dedicated years of his life to the teaching pro- fession. During this time, he was interested in the student’s welfare outside, as well as, inside the classroom. In the fall of 1962, the world lost a deeply religious gentleman who was respected by all who knew him. To a man who devoted many leisure hours to the reading of poetry, it seems only fitting that a memoriam to him should in- clude the following verse: “His life was gentle and the elements So mixed in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, ‘This was a Man.’” Unknown 7