Boston College - Sub Turri Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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month of the year brought with it a new Freshman class. Before the Lenten Season began, we enjoyed the colorful Cherrytree Dance. For the second time, we bade a formal farewell to the Navy V-I2 ' ers and V-5 ' ers. At this time the enroll- ment reached a new low, an enrollment which remained constant throughout the rest of our college days. Alma Mater, in order to assure victory and a quick return of her sons, had a bond booth constructed in the cafeteria. Miss Mullin spent many of her moments of comparative leisure in this booth. B.C. had as her goal the pur- chase of a plane. However, all she secured was a Wing and a Prayer. Not only had the call of the colors infringed upon the student enrollment, but now even members of the faculty were departing. Fathers Geary, Leonard and Shanahan received their commissions. On March fourteenth, the A.S.T.P. left B.C. Once again the one-time calmness and serenity returned to St. Mary ' s Hall. Yes, the soldiers had left and with them departed the shrieks that issued forth from their dorms, the Softball games on Alumni Field, and the G.L Guys column of the Heights. Within the period of two short months the college mourned the death of four members of her faculty. Fathers Dore, McGuinn, Boehm. and de Mangaleere had left their homes on this earth to answer the call of their God. They had lived to serve their God and aid their fellowmen: their aims were successfully and excellently accomplished. Their work at Bos- ton College will never be forgotten. It was only a short time later that the col- lege was once again draped in black, that the student body knelt in prayer, and that the faculty chanted the office of the dead. B.C. had lost her most distinguished son. The death of Cardinal O ' Connell came as a shock to all of us. Father Herlihy read the Eulogy that was given in June, 1931, when the college con- ferred upon His Eminence the specially created degree Patron of the Liberal Arts. On May 12th the Junior Prom was held. The Philomatheia Clubhouse provided the set- ting and the affair was capably executed by Bill Murphy, Joe Saunders, Ed Black and Bernie Loughran. A super-destroyer was launched in honor of Commander Shea, sponsored by his wife and his young son Jackie. In May of this same year the Sodality recep- tion was held. On this occasion approximately a hundred students were received. This cere- mony has always been a tradition at the Heights, and is another link which connects Boston College men all over the world. Remember the night the B.C. cars tore in one furious line up to Regis for the production of the Barretts ? Tony Laurano, Vin Burns, Jack Hogan, Bill O ' Halloran, John O ' Brien, and Ernie Damon demonstrated their dramatic poise. For a long time the fellows had been looking forward to a traditional Fr. Bonn production.

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ment. Soon afterwards, the class elected its officers for the coming year. Greely, Dowd, Chisolm, Kelley, Baleyko and Donovan re- ceived the unanimous vote of their fellow students. On June 9th, the cries of the students were finally answered with a Pops night at Sym- phony Hall. It was during the same month that we celebrated Fr. J. F. X. Murphy ' s fiftieth year as a Jesuit. Then came the dance, we think, of our col- lege careers. The emotion at the Farewell Dance that night at the Liggett Estate was over- powering. It was then that we bade farewell and Godspeed to the V-12 ' ers who were leav- ing for Dartmouth, Brown, Villanova, and Holy Cross. You say no mention of a vacation so far? Oh yes. there were five weeks in July. But when we returned in August the flashy colors of Joe College had turned to a brown khaki of G.I. Joe. We found the soldiers affable and the only disturbance from them was to Gus Keefe as he tried to outshout the crisp Hep, two-three-fours with the lusty vo , Ano-w of Homer. In the fall of ' 43 the B.C. campus wel- comed Pat O ' Brien and his lovely wife. Of course you haven ' t forgotten the pictures that were taken on Alumni Field by Hollywood cameramen . . . remembrances of the great teams which played under the Iron Major. And how proud you were the night of the premier when you heard the strains of For Boston. It was announced shortly afterwards that relations were renewed with Harvard. The Maroon and Gold was to play one of her arch rivals for the first time since 1919. On the afternoon of November 13th, Eddie The Brairt Doherty led an inexperienced team on the gridiron at Harvard Stadium. How our hearts throbbed as we watched Eddie car- ried off the field, but how our hearts thrilled when he returned to lead us on to a glorious touchdown! We could mention spasmodically through- out this brief reflection that exams occurred regularly and with the same devastating effects, but we feel that your memory will recall them without any explicit recording. John Kenny, Fred McGowan and Bob Hankins left for the Seminary. Sophomore year ended with a feel- ing of rejoicing at Laurano ' s Barn in Newton. How excited we were: yes, we were now upper- classmen! Junior year had finally arrived with the blistering cold of January. There were many frozen noses and faces as we stood on the plat- form of Junior station. The first social function of the year was the Sheraton Dance at which time we welcomed the new Freshmen. This was the period when practically every

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It was in June of this year that Fr. Quinn celebrated his twenty-fifth Anniversary Mass. Henry Francis was named editor of the Heights; and the College graduated another class. Vacation time came and we weren ' t quite through our Junior year. Little did we know of the fate which was to befall us when we returned in late August. Dick Pans was named president of the Ontology Club and Charlie Phillips president of the Cosmology Club. You remember those hot summer days wh en we were continuouly writing, Major — evi- dent: Minor — proved by definition. There to greet us at Senior station were Fathers McCarthy, O ' Brien, and Douglas. An Extra brought us the news that another son of Alma Mater had been chosen to head the Archdiocese of Boston. America nodded its ap- proval, Boston delighted in the choice, and Catholics all over the world gave thanks to God. Richard Cushing was named to the Archbishopric of Boston. For the second time within a year the Eagles trotted onto the sod at Harvard Stadium. This time the Eagles were denied victory, but they carried on as real sportsmen and celebrated that night Under the Tower in an appropriate manner. Pete Baleyko and George Donelan were the co-captains that year. Once again football relations were renewed with Holy Cross. Of course, you all remember why everyone said that Tot Owens done noble. In November of this year we made our last annual retreat. Fr. Low was the retreat master. The week closed with a Memorial Mass in the Library Auditorium honoring the B.C. men who had given their lives in World War II. Once again the Eagle prevailed as the B.C. Quiz Kids overwhelmed Providence College. They always say Bostonians are puritanical and the evidence of this was had when Henry Foley missed the question of the evening, How many holes in a pretzel? In December of this year the defunct dramat- ic society of Boston College took on new life when John O ' Brien, Frank Keeley, Bill O ' Hal- loran. Jack Fahey, Tom Giblin, Bill Patterson and Jack O. ' Keefe gave their all in the produc- tion of the Song of Bernadette at Regis College. The Seniors were finally given an opportun- ity to elect their favorites as class officers. Bill Murphy was elected president, and assisting him in his administration were John Fahey as Vice-President, John O ' Keefe as Secretary and Peter Baleyko as Treasurer. Although the elec- tions were months behind schedule the various activities were capably managed. In January of this year, the faculty and the student body welcomed to the campus the dis- tinguished Archbishop and the newly conse- crated Bishop Ryan of Burlington. At this symposium the college presented Bishop Ryan with an Honorary Degree, Doctor of Letters. It was also the first opportunity that Boston College had to pay honor to the new Arch- bishop. Once again the college knelt in fervent prayer as she mourned the death of one of her most valuable professors, Fr. Dubois. His work as