Concordia College - Concordian Yearbook (Bronxville, NY)

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The Qskosh Mathematician COACH ELMER DOBBERSTEIN To whom we dedicated our yearbook that year . . . The man who had come to us after serving on the staffs of the F.B.I, and the Census Bureau . . . Loyal alumnus of Oskosh State Teacher ' s College in Wis- consin . . . Who coached a few mean basketball and base- ball teams . . . When he wasn ' t trying to explain mathematics to thick heads like me ... Or busy taking care of the Co-op Store . . . Then there were the Math clubs and Hobby Clubs with their displays . . . And his family at home in Bronx- ville . . . Who were his staunch- est rooters . . . One of them got on a television broadcast during one Christmas season . . . Talk about a proud papa . . . His chief characteristic a blue Ford of uncertain vintage ... In which he arrived here in September 1945 . . . And ferried his boys to twenty games in his second year as basketball coach . . . Out of the twenty they won fifteen ... A pretty good testimony for basketball as mathematics applied . . . And for amiable Coach Dobberstein.

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FACULTY ROW I soon found myself to be undeniably and absolutely alone. The entire campus was for some reason or another deserted — at least today. I had successfully navigated the puddles on the front drive and made my way to the Administration Building, only to discover that not even a stray secretary was on the job. The offices had been locked and dark, the building empty and unfriendly. Then I had come to Faculty Row with the hope still in my heart that I might see a familiar face, clasp a familiar hand. But the houses here had turned out to be equally dark, empty, and unfriendly A chattering squirrel and a noisy jay were my only hosts. I was alone, all right — quite alone. And there wasn ' t very much that I could do about it. I shook my head. Then leaning against a tree, I tried for a moment to forget the rain, the wind, and the emptiness. And I diink I almost chuckled to myself when I remembered. . . .

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Words at Parting Old words about old things ... A solid link between the present and the past ... A magic wand conjuring up school day memories . . . Odd what a piece of paper can do. Concordia Collegiate Institute bronxville 8. new york June, 1950 To the Members of the Class of 1950 As you pass the rostrum on graduation day to receive your diplomas, we of the faculty stand aside to mingle a hearty Godspeed with our farewells to you. If you could. return to a Concordia commencement ten or twenty years hence, without the high emotions of the graduation hour and with some opportunity to test in more earnest living the truths learned upon this campus, perhaps you then would be in a better position to define more fully the meaning of your Concordia diploma. All the comforts and little hurts, all the coziness and little pains of these days will long ago have merged for you into one cherished memory of Alma Mater. Then, perhaps, you will say that the meaning of your Con- cordia days may be compacted into two words: foundation and direction. The foundation for your life cane from a book which is Truth, the direction for your life, from a Man who is the King of Kings. This Book of Truth, whose principles pervade all teaching, has permanently defined your relations upward, towards your Creator, and laterally, towards your fellow men. To that Man, who is your God, you have been led to give the deepest allegiance of your hearts and to Him you are giving the whole service of your lives. So fixed and so directed, you need not cower before all the dread possibilities of danger and destruction, about which we b=ar so much so incessantly in 1950. A life so orientated will have the stuff for useful, worthwhile serving, even in a turbulent world. May these two words always summarize the larger meaning 7 ?i e f ' at Concordla . That this treasure may forever be yours and that it may grow in richness with the passing of time is the meaning of our handclasp on your graduation day. , -Ht , L1 g0 ? d wishes to every one of you for success in the spirit of Concordia. Sincerely yours, Albert E. Meyer Acting President