College at Brockport - Saga Yearbook (Brockport, NY)

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Miss Schroeder Your wise counsel gained our respect. Your ready wit and quick understanding cheered us. Your faithful presence at assemhly practices spurred on our genius . . . YfVe eanit thank you enough. il: CLASS JIDVISURS Dr. Lee: Your hearty chuckle lightened our hoursg Your friendly help lightened our load. Yve thank You lor wour interest in uug YYC timer you for your songs. ,. J wr, X f ke, ,W i x '

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SENIUR CLASS HISTURY Welve come a long way together. It's been a glorious and eventful four years, packed with fun and excitement - and hard work. CConfidentially, there were times when we were sure we wouldn't make the gradej. Now at last, the prize we have worked toward for the past four years is ours, and we are as proud as Alladin must have been when he was first presented with his magic lamp. Of course weire proud, but not even Alladin's lamp could keep us from feeling a little regret at leaving B. S. T. C. Pardon us a few reminiscences. Freshmerz: Ours was the first class in Brockport's history to include Physical Education majors, but it didn't take us long to discover that there was not much difference between a General Education student and a Physical Education student. We were both green. Our palpitating hearts stilled somewhat by the friendly advice and council of Miss Schroeder and Dr. Lee, we took a deep breath, and decided to show Brockport State that it had something worth noticing in the Freshman Class of l45. We threw all our creative energy into our class assembly Agamemnon , which even the upper classmen had to admit was a huge success. How could it fail to be with our background in Freshman English? We sponsored a winter formal, The Snow Ball, got our first college newspaper experience by editing the Christmas issue of the Stylus, and did our humanitarian bit by contributing one hundred dollars to the Brockport hospital fund. By the end of our Freshman year, we had lost every bit of that strange feeling - almost, and felt ready for anything including our sopho- more year. Sophomoresz Big brothers and sisters to the freshmen. We felt more mature this year, but our pep and high spirits were as much with us as ever. We sponsored a hallowe'en dungaree dance Cwouldn't you just know it would be dungarees?D and our snow sculpturing won first prize at the winter carnival. We kept up our good reputation in entertainment by conducting a minstrel show in assembly and treating the rest of the school Cfor S250 a couple? to our formal dance, The Cupid's Frolic. juniors: The two Toms, hfloriarity and lWead, led us through our Junior year, as president and vice-president. And what a year it was - the busiest one we had had yctl We honored the good old days in our assembly program by giving a vaudeville act, and saluted our modern athletes by introducing Bob Bruce's College Fight Song . Still in the athletic mood, we sponsored an informal dance, The Foot Ball, and later on, accounted for its lack of sequins and stardust by a semi-formal, The Ballerina Whirl. Seniors: Seniors at last, and not one doubt, but what it was worth the struggle. So much has happened this year that we are at a loss for coherent memories. There are some things though, that we just couldn't forget - our inspiring assembly, The Ballad of America - our Senior Ball - the marvelous feeling of being seniors, and most of all, our Alma Mater and you. J -Tx 22

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