Concordia Preparatory - Concordian Yearbook (Bronxville, NY)

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.fz it CPN' V lr.:-'Q .K - . 5 ' . Q' Y I i ' Ile .. I ,f- Ik -X I 1- . - .L. ,,,.. -...xkfgg x? The i'Ad Building . . . where wc- lang- uishcd through hours of lecturvs and labs . . . with textbooks and llotv-taking, with static clvctrivity machines, filming test tubes, and strange-looking lowor organ- isms that sopped in and smelled of for- llnaldz-hyde . . . . . . And behind the clacking office mu- cllincs and rustling papers of those main Hoor offices, and at the head of vvvry class, were the dependable parts of a well- gcarcd system that helped us to avvomp- lish our purpose at Concordia . . .

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MR. BOCKELMANN, 'MRs. FAUSEL . . . Mr. Bockelmann, our school bur- sar, who kept financial tabs on Con- cordia and Concordians, and ad vanced us loans without collateral . if S53 .x4c!minif5frafi0n X 1 s ,t Muir :' 1.w ?l ' :nun nmH! tam -'Wf . x MRS. F. KERN, FRANK KERN, MISS PETTS ffexpwi .Q . sv I-I . S Q if N Bi-'M' -A ci PASTOR HALTER, MRS. V. SCHAEFFER 32 . . . Mr. Frank Kern, manager and chef of the all-important dining hall . . . who worked hand-in-hand with Miss Pells in balancing diets and budgets, with Mrs. Kern assisting in the book-keeping . . . . . . Pastor Halter whose endless lub- ors centered in a Christian Day School, local missionary work, and in fulfilling his everyday duties as a minister f- who provided us with The Village Church QP. 75j and a status of membership in it during our stay at Concordia . . . BOB GLAD, ENGINEER . Music .-lppreeialion classes . . Bach . . The Ad Building bulletin board, it-ith everything from lost dots to eoneerts by Rubinstein . ..H2S creeping up the stairs from the Chem lub . . elusstime visions of tht pro jumping u tennis Court net . . The semi-hypnosis in sunny Spring afternoon classes, caused by u'aIf'hin1. the slou' rotation of the vents on, the gymnasium roof . . .

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l6'0l1m Hall VK? ' F' L .. ' 7 '- W.: , nv- ' 5 K an' -M ' I ' ff I x'4 i' gpgf- -hh- LJ,-1-ue.. .N v- Beloved Bohm . . . wht-re Uld King Clock held sway, and alternated the hours of sound and silence with an iron hand . . . whose doors admitted us to four fl:-eting years of study, fun, and preparation for maturity - the mark that some of us hit, and others came close to . . . Where beyond windowed doors were stately cvcrgreens, which moved with vv- ery breeze from Time's quiet passing . . . that sometimes bowed their heads, and dipped their branches under heavy, snowy mantles.