Boston University School of Management - Syllabus Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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T Sophomore History Junior Week, Junior Prom, Junior Year Book, Junior this and Junior that is all that I hear, said a visitor to C. B. A. the other day. Don't any but Juniors go here? And I, being a true but untried Sophomore, proceeded to set him in the right path. In September of 1922 about two hundred and fifty innocent children of a decidedly greenish hue appeared at C. B. A. said I, bound to get in some way or the other. Sure, I'm glad to say I was one of 'em. Before we could. get in, though, those Sophs herded us into Huntington Hall, claiming that we were to be welcomed by the Dean. The Dean did. have a little to say, but we all forgot what it was before the day was over 'cause the Sophs kept us right there in that hall after all the others had gone, sayin' that they had somethin' to give us. They made our looks still greener by gifvimg us a stretchy ould Ireland green tie with the figures '27 blazing forth in all their glory from such a background for the sum of one plunker. To make it appear as 'tho some- thing was free, they said. that they'd throw in a Nursery Guide Without extra charge. After a period of having us direct the traffic, clean the Brunswick steps with our noses, drive coal teams and several other things of like nature, the Field Day was held. Af ter the Sophs won the Flag Bush and the Football game with the use of several varsity men, they seemed to think that we would investigate the bottom of Muddy Biver for them. At this, we balked and the result was that Fat Wheeler, the Soph anchor man, was dragged halfway across the Fenway before we ,Fresh knew that all the Sophs had investigated this famous river's bottom for us. In February, the Sophs smoked the corncob peace pipe with us, and the real excitement was over for that year 'cause the .first term slaughter had been held and we were now only waiting for the next free-for-all in May, which would decide how many of us would be able to 'welcome' the ones who were to take our places in the fall. In October, a larger but not better class than the year before showed up at Huntington Iflall, looking still more innocent than we had. Our reception com- mittee, under the direction of George Grandi, proceeded to get our money's worth whether the Fresh did or not. The Field, Day this year came out tied in a bowknot, and as a result George and his Knights of lVIisery relieved the children of some of the requirements laid upon them as Freshmen. Early in February, we linked. arms with the youngsters and carefully led them to Huntington ,Chambers to smoke the peace pipeffilled with an unknown quantity and to give them a bit of friendly advice. When we were Freshmen, we formed a basketball team. 'Pally' Palladino was its efficient manager, while Captain Chester .filled the place of a winning coach. Our class officers for last year were: 'Ollie' Cole held down the chair, Paul Ayers held it downiwhen 'Ollie' wasn't around, Katherine Iiearson kept our records, while Cliff Johnson took care of our financial evidence. This year our line-up is changed. George Grandi is our head, 'Bus' Fontaine is our second in com- mand, Phyllis Wolfe now weilds the pen and Art Tillinghast handles the do-re-mi. Now, sir, what have you to say about the Sophomoresif' Don't any but Sophomores go here? 83