Boston College - Sub Turri Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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Acknowledgments 1 All who read should know that this was a weird assignment. During those scarce moments when the sands of the hour glass hesitated in the narrow passage before dropping into the well below, this book was got together. It was a hard task made pleasurable by the helping hands, hints and hearts of friends. As you appreciate SuB TuRRI, so will you estimate the kindly assistance of these friends: Dean Patrick J. McHugh, S. J., for he patiently saw to it that our assets set the pace for our expenditures; Gene Mack, Boston Globe Staff Artist, for he labored incessantly and at great sacrifice on the sketches; Bob Brawley, ' 20, for he gave us the Eagle and other sketches; Messrs. Donovan Sullivan, for they labored over the engravings, cared for hun- dreds of details, plotted our color schemes, made the dollar do the impossible, and themselves did the impossible when our dollars were gone; Mr. W. J. Heffernan, for the artistic printing is the result of his infinite care, numerous suggestions and personal interest; Miss Mary Flynn, of the Champlain Studios, for her divine patience in putting up with the antics of the one hundred-odd of us as we sat for our photos; The Members of the Staff, who sacrificed willingly, but more especially, Jack Clifford, Scottish business manager; Tom Bunyon, persevering ad. manager; Tom O ' Connor, world-beating photographer; and J. H. V. MacGrath, re-write man. A thousand thanks to all of you. The Editor

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Gray Ghost of Gothic Gentleness, Though thou our spirit has enshrined, Thy tender care and blessedness. With doleful soul — we leave behind. 1 Thy shades which oft ' at twilight ' s dawn In farewell sadly bid us haste Will wait us vainly with the morn And waiting taste of absence ' s taste. And though thy heart will grieve anew, As chimes dispel the clinging hours, Some morn the sparkle of the dew Will herald hosts of fresher flowers. Francis L. Ford, ' 23