Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons - P and S Yearbook (New York, NY)

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rriua Having paid our fees, we were planted in the sanctified soil on the fifteenth day of Sep- tember, nineteen hundred fifty two anno Domini, to be nurtured through four winter solastices, ripened to the peak of medical per- fection, and finally harvested for cut down to sizej in four years. We hadn't even learned our ventral aspects from our dorsal before we were swept into a weekend of welcome that left little to be desired. Upperclassmen guided us through the hallowed hospital halls and gave us our first glimpse of lecture amphitheatres where we were soon to spend very many, very cramped hours. A cocktail party followed the tours and, after a few sips, the faculty was warmly welcoming everyone to the medical school, upperclassmen and all. By now we were beginning to feel at home, which means we were on friendly enough terms with the school to refer to it by its ini- tials. Perhaps we should have been suspicious when the second year students were so easily crushed in our softball game the next day. They turned out to be in such poor physical condition that they hardly lasted the seven innings, and then only after frequent trips to the well of cold canned beer. Perhaps we should have wondered about the processes that had so weakened the fibre of these fel- lows. lf only we had been advised of the decussation of the pocketbooks, along with that of the pyramids! And how were we to know the same Dr. Elftman who introduced us to the fifth member of our dissecting group fuat least one member is contributing some- thing to the progress of medicineuj would soon be analyzing the devastating little bumps on sketchily drawn curves, following each examination. Quickly it piled up. Dr. Noback rotated the gut, while overlapping professors lec- tured hash. King Faroukw abdicated his pro- jection throne to demonstrate his famed supra- trochlear lymph node. And we listened to hawt saoundsw with Dr. Rogers, and saw one thousand and one slides. But this was only the beginning. We were still to be Copenhaverated, Elwynated, mar- rinated, chiasmized, sanforized, and finally pulverized, by a novel form of the Inquisition known as the second quarter. After long hours in the anatomy lab having a little look at this and a little look at that, we learned that the little look at this and the little look at that really weren't too important-besides, everything is psychosomatic these days. Any- way, didn't Father always want us to go to law school? H But in order to maintain the balance pre- scribed for an embryonic physician, we forced ourselves to take part in some leisure time activities: a class party fthe beer ran out early, and Lucky Lou and his boys soon fol- lowedj, a rather painful basketball game against Cornell Med's Hrst year fthey just don't abide by the Sanity Codej, and endless rubbers of bridge. However, there is one thing that came out of this hectic period that we hope will be solid and permanent, and about which we feel considerable personal pride. lt is the Honor System we established. Although it represents the efforts of members of the previous classes too, we are happy to have had such an im- portant part in the foundation of this new tradition. kzzxlgxn

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