Clarion University of Pennsylvania - Sequelle Yearbook (Clarion, PA)

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tUJedicah ion To Clark G. Gill, prominent faculty member and student counselor, for his unending endeavors to better the social pro- gram of the school and for the many hours given freely to pro- mote friendly student-faculty relationship, we, the staff, dedicate this 1950 issue of the Sequelle.

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OFFICERS President Frank Christy Vice President William Brochetti Secretary Florence Creighton Treasurer Thelma Jackson Class Advisor Dr. Donald Predmore Senior L la56 J risto i In the fall of 1946 the largest Freshman class in the history of the school enrolled at Clarion State Teachers College. The post war education boom was at its height. Among those many students who began their education in col- lege at that time were many of the students who are now Seniors. In the beginning it was all very confusing to us, but in a very short time we found that as a class we would be guided through the mazes of college life by a very able man, Dr. Donald R. Predmore. After a bewildering beginning, order began to sort itself from chaos and in a surpris- ingly short time — to us — we found that our first year of college life, Freshman Week and all, was just a memory. With the summer gone the way of all good things, we returned to Clarion in September of 1947 to make an amazing discovery — we had really missed Clarion during those long summer months. It was a nice feeling to be back on the familiar campus seeing familiar faces and exchanging greetings with the friends we had made the first year we were here. As the whirl of classes, studies, social events, and informal gatherings with our friends sped past, we found that time was also speeding past us and in a few short months we were contemplating not Christ- mas vacation, but summer vacation again. This time it was with some regret that we departed from the campus; in fact some of us could not drive ourselves away, so we stayed on for sum- mer school, and incidently picked up enough credits to make it possible for us to graduate a semester earlier. Our junior year at Clarion brought along many new things, among them a new class President, Clifford Cook. Everything went along very well, except that Skip Cook had consid- erable trouble trying to raise enough money to pay for the tremendous expenses of the class, which amounted to about two dollars and forty- five cents. The Christmas Dance, which is one of the big social events of the school year, was spon- sored by our class in our junior year. It turned out to be one of the finest ever held at Clarion and was very well attended by faculty, students and alumni. Later on in the year, as thoughts traveled ahead into the future, we began to think of our next year here at the school which had come to mean so very much to us. It was with sorrow that we told ourselves that we were rapidly drawing near the time when it would soon be So long to all that was familiar and a faint Hello to a strange new world — a world into which we would be thrust with a diploma in one hand and a certificate saying we were teachers in the other. September, 1949. At last the much vaunted senior year in college was upon us. Registra- tion day found us enrolling for student teaching with definite foreboding. However, in a few short days we were before classes, teaching the students the things which had been so pain- stakingly implanted within us by our own teach- ers of the past, from the first grade up through our college career. Little by little our fears were allayed and in a short time we began to feel at home in the classroom, yes, even to enjoy being before the class. May, 1950. Here, now, is the month in which many of us say farewell to our under- graduate days, and what is even more signifi- cant and sorrowful to us, to Clarion State Teach- ers College. Yes, we shall be back to visit, often, too, but never again shall we have the feeling of belonging, which has been so much a part of us since first we came to realize how friendly a place the campus of C. S. T. C. is. It has been our home for four short years, now we go to seek a new home, and we hope it will be half as pleasant and hospitable as Clarion State Teachers has been.