Columbia University School of Dental and Oral Surgery - Dental Columbian Yearbook (New York, NY)

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Stephen R. Berger Tis said Dynamite comes in small pack- ages. In the case of Steve one might better visualize a force with calm but sleady action, no evidence of a sputtering fuse or loud ex- plosion. Things just get done, that ' s all. Steve erupted from Queens College with his B.S. in Biology and during the war served in the U.S. Army, climbing Italian mountains with the Medical Corps. Fated to be mated he hit the road to matrimony about a year ago and appears to enjoy the trip more all the time. Her name is Phoebe. Veep of our Junior Class. Steve is also a member of Alpha Omega and onetime contributor to the lately defunct Dental Abstracts. As to the summertime. Steve employed as a nature counsellor in a children ' s camp has this to say, Mutually educating. For the near future the target seems to be an associateship or a hospital position. « Carmine A. Carucci Those barbs of penetrating wit radiating from Carm ' s bench never fail to produce a chuckle, not to mention a good story on any subject at any time. Hard working Carm is frequently one of the last men to leave the lab at night. Those who examine his work always say very nice and mean it. War- time service with the Navy in and around South America disrupted Carm ' s education at St. John ' s University and after the war he obtained his B.S. at Dickinson College. His wife, Theresa, gave birth to a daughter, Siena, during our freshman year: consequently. Carm ' s been a proud daddy ever since. Carm claims his summer vacations are spent in relaxation. No hesitation regarding future plans — private practice.

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D day came on a peaceful Monday morn- ing. We were each assigned to a combat unit on the firing line with orders to secure as a primary objective two ridges. We shoved off at 1000 — the flower of American youth, the Young Lions, each with his flame thrower and K(err) ration, and a heart full of courage — ready to meet the enemy. Our first day ' s cas- ualties were enormous — 35 c c burns, 15% compound fractures and other wounds, and 50 ' , shell shock. Most of us made it to Maxillary Ridge, but Mandibular Ridge proved to be insurmountable. The enemy threw all sorts of obstacles in our path, the most efficient of which was a secret weapon known as Tongue. We had never before en- countered such a contraption. In training its very existence was ignored. But here in the field, twisting and turning, constantly keep- ing us off balance, this remote controlled de- vice acted as if it had a brain of its own. We retreated in utter confusion. Then, before we could catch our breath, we met the enemy at DE Junction. They were entrenched in nice even rows of shiny white pill boxes which had to be stormed, cleaned out, and finally sealed so that they couldn ' t return. Here the results were different. Except for a couple of ex- posures and some minor lacerations, we man- aged to dig in. The enemy was temporarily stopped. So went the bloody year 1950-51 — many skirmishes, some major engagements, vic- tories and defeats, attacks and retreats, and, what started out as a motley crew of raw in- experienced recruits now emerged as — a mot- ley crew of tired, raw inexperienced recruits. Part IV The senior year can probably best be de- scribed as the Battle of the Finishing Line. The first few months were marked by intense hand to hand combat-Commando tactics. Armed with Merrifield knives, our boys cut deep into the foe ' s lines, at times completely halting their mobile units. Then it happened. They posted a general order which read as follows: ' ' Those men successfully completing the required number of points will receive a discharge. Since there are four kinds of dis- charge (purulent, serous, dishonorable, and honorable) we weren ' t quite sure which one they meant. However, the dictionary said any discharge was the escape of pent up material accumulated energy or explosive, so that was good enough for us. We wanted to be civilians again, back with our families and loved ones whom we hadn ' t seen nor spoken to for so many lonely months. Now we had a goal to fight for. And so, with our banner bearing the inscription Sem- per Finagles flying before us, we set out to get the points. The pace was terrific, the noise deafening — discs discing, saliva ejectors ejecting, the rat-tat-tatting of the Hollenbecks, the angry rumble of the centrifugal caster as it shot forth its molten contents, the screams of the wounded as the cartridges of burning Moyco found their mark. Then — all quiet on the Western Front. The battle was over. And as we wearily trudged the road back and saw the eager young faces of those who were to take our place, we couldn ' t help but realize that we had come through it after all. We had fought and won. We had helped make the world safe for dentistry. Monroe and Richard Gliedman 28

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Louis V. De Francesco The query He ' s that good looking boy, now what ' s his name? It took a little time, but we finally found the answer; it was Louis. This is only a skin deep compliment, but after almost four years a dental student has very little skin left and in Louis we see revealed a character blended in warm human values and gentle overtones. Firmly holding on to a sense of humor in these storm y seas Louis is one of those individuals you ' re always glad to have aboard. During the war he served as a corpsman with amphibious forces of our Navy, partaking in the invasion of Normandy and later with the Marine Corps in the inva- sion of Okinawa. A Fordham product, he lias invaded Psi Omega and served as Vice Presi- dent of our sophomore class. This past sum- mer was well invested in a position as externe at Goldwater Memorial Hospital. In prior summers he was one of those luckv lifeguards. For his future the destination is eventual pri- vate practice in Stamford, Conn. Joseph C. De Lisi Entrepreneur of our Yearbook. Joe is with- out doubt the most active all-round man in our class. The usual question is how does he do it all? Coming to us from Fordham, Joe has climbed the ladder in Psi Omega from past Secretary and Jun ior Grand Master to Grand Master. He was President of our sophomore class and served on Student Council. He is Vice President of the William Jarvie Society, Editor of the Dental Columbian and not least, perennially our master of ceremonies for al- most all functions — all this in addition to maintaining a high scholastic record. Always glad to be of help witli any question, on any problem. Joe. we feel, is inexhaustible and indispensable. As combat infantryman in Italy, Joe earned the Bronze Star; as our classmate, our gratitude. A retired women ' s shoe salesman and having interned at Letch- worth Village this past summer. Joe plans a private practice following graduation.