College at Brockport - Saga Yearbook (Brockport, NY)

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mm Zuma Our years here at Brockport State have meant a great deal to us. They represent a happiness which we will deeply regret to leave. From the moment we entered as wide-eyed freshmen in September, 1942 and were indoctrinated into college life through an Orientation Week, we were warmly welcomed by both faculty and students. We were very proud of our large class-the largest in the history of the college up to that time-and our exclusive group of men. Unfortunately the draft came along and blew most of them away before the year ended. We soon learned that Brockport was a place for work and lVliss Yale's unique art classes were a source of unusual enjoyment. The annual Christmas Ball gave us an opportunity to show our appreciation to all who had paved the way for our future success and happiness at Brockport. We returned the next fall full of ideas for our Sophomore year. Our first major task was to convey to the incoming class the 'fwantedu feeling which had been given to us as bewildered Fresh. Later in the year we shook our formals out of moth balls and attended the annual Student-Faculty Reception and banquet. Our year's cul- minating activity was a ublack face show entitled The Chocolate Barn, which was later included in the Spring Day assembly. As Juniors our class was divided by acceleration. VVe lost many old friends but we gained new ones from the sucteeding class. We were also faced with double education and cadeting, but we managed to accomplish both with only minor ail- ments. Our assembly presentation of an original fantasy called f'Little Red Riding Hood featured the voice of Mrs. McCro1y and a rendition of Little Black Sambo by Mr. Edmunds. Now at last we are Seniors, trying gallantly to uphold the long-established tradi- tions here at Brockport State. Our year began with a long-planned Fun Nite which endeavored to give old and new students and faculty a glimpse of the informal fun we have here. And now with our heads full of Senior assembly, exams, commence- ment, and teaching positions, we the class of 1946 bring our college years to a close. We will never forget the famous last words of many of our profs when we look back upon our college days. Do you get the point? will always bring back memories of Dr. Edwards, whereas 'fElucidate by Mr. Dedman, and Let us digress by Mr. Tuttle will vie in our memories with the vale of tears so often referred to by Dr. West. We have tried to live up to Brockport State Teachers' College and the feeling it inspires in us. In future years this sacred trust will be carried on by others, but we will try to carry the philosophy of Brockport with us wherever we go. 4 5,-. A lk - W W l-, J 10

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