Clark University - Pasticcio Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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I-The Scarlet Dictator. 2- Murder the Umpire. 3--Taking an active part! 4- tteucing up. 5--Spring Spree Day. 6--Ah-Food. 7-Big League Putnam. 8--The Fox at bat. 9-Rear view. lO---Anti-Grease Nelson. l82,I

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Kneeling-Perkins. lst row-Gurnnkel, Abelson, Stevens, Schneider, Baxter. Znd row-Kneser. Jasen, Kneller. CREW FLASH:- The S. S. Coed '46. an eight-man shell which was obtained through the proceeds from the scrap metal drive, held way back in the Fall of l942, and which was never officially christened, was nicked by the bottle this Spree Day. Dr, Nunnemacher took over the coaching end of things since Dr. lVlelder's departure from Clark last September for a government job. It took Nunny little time to End out that not only was the crew new to him but also rowing was new to the crew. Faithfully. the fellows practiced and yet every man was new except Carl Perkins, who is coxswain. After many strained backs and many crab catching expeditions, things were beginning to look brighter for the Crew, which consisted of: A. K. Stevens, Commodore: K. Schneider, Log Keeper: H. Abelson, A. Gurnnkel, Baxter, L. Jason, Kneller. McNamara, and C. Perkins, Coxswain: Dr. Nunnemacher, Coach. and Dr. N. D. Hoyt. Assistant Coach. By the middle of November they were ready to show their power against Tech, but alas-the lake froze over. Nothing could be done in the winter months-anothing to do but to hoist a two-man shell through a second story window and store it in a biology lab for Nunny to rebuild. As PASTICCIO goes to press, the Clark University Rowing Club's Spring schedule has not been completed. l8l.I

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FOUNDER'S DAY THE theme being the A'Old A.K. and the New A.K. , and the place being the gymnasium, the annual Founder's Day Banquet zoomed merrily along one February evening last winter. Perhaps it was the expanse of the gym, perhaps it was the pie-dominated dinner preceding the skits. Whatever the reason, the epic of A.K. at Clark from the good old days to the present lampooned the students and faculty with even more than the accustomed zest and verve, and traditional zaniness. After the notorious trio of the Three Little Maids from Clark, plus a few side glances at a purely hypothetical fac- ulty meeting, the panoramic survey of apple-polishing continued with the old- fashioned A.K. bringing rocks to the Dean and nectar to Potter. However, as it was clearly shown before the end of the evening. the men just didn't have a chance when the girls got going with baby-tending and cake-baking. The new A.K. reigned supreme. Things disintegrated rapidly. Terry, Mary and Ruth replaced the redoubtable Three Little Maids, and Dr. Potter's Henrietta was replaced by none other than Hazel Hughes which brought everything to a happy. if somewhat confused end, A SPREE DAY Big chalk signs on the blackboards said it was Spree Day, which means official day for letting down hair to any undergraduate. After the initial shock of realizing that classes or studying were positively verboten on this day, everyone did his and her part land a little morel to make the Spree Day of Spring 1944 just as mad and wonderful as it has always been. Whereas, last year's Spree Day may have caught the Coeds unawares, this year they knew what was expected of them. Maybe there was no greased pig, but there were plenty of dunkings in the pond. In spite of Uncle Sam's best efforts at an excise tax, there was no lack of liquid refreshment. And there was no lack of fun, whatever your idea of a spring frolic might have been. Anything from a completely unorthodox game of baseball with the faculty, to just lying around and quaffing. In the evening, if you could still walk, you went to the dance. In these last few moments, you felt that Spree Days were too good to happen only once a year. With a week or two for recuperation-. Sorry, you'll have to wait for next year. l33I