Delaware Valley College - Cornucopia Yearbook (Doylestown, PA)

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Sk rim p Coming along the road one day, I perchanced upon a huge pile of mail on a red wheel-barrow. I followed it just to satisfy my curiosity. They took away the mail and what was left? A beard! They took away the beard and what was left? A face! And who did the face belong to? Ralph Shrimp Moritz! People with good natures always make the world more pleasant for everyone. And so it is with Ralph. He is always laughing and smiling. Even on extremely cold days one could hear him singing as he swung to and fro on top of icy branches clipping at random to the rhythm of his song. Ralphy is a Landscape major and the equipment for his work consists of G. A. ' s clippers, Poultry ' s pruning shears, Hort ' s saw and Floriculture ' s rakes. His closest friend on the campus is the Landscape tractor, the Toro. The two are inseparable and it was not uncommon to see him tearing around the campus in sixth gear with his instructor dangling and dancing behind. The Shrimp starred on the football field as center in his Junior year and half-back during his Senior year. He was also a fast, tricky, smart player on the baseball field where he held down second base for two years and third in his last year. He was elected baseball captain during his Senior year. Two sports are not the limitations of Ralphs prowess, for after serving two years on the basketball team he was elected captain in his last season. Many are the nights that the school was lulled to sleep by the soft melodious notes of a sour trumpet or awakened to the blasting of army bugle calls. The band suffered three years with him and found him to be indispensable. Due to his shyness we promised not to tell about Ralphy ' s girl friend in Philadelphia. However, this shy-guy is a regular fellow and we are confident that his natural inclina- tion to the beauty of living things will see him through to a successful career in Landscaping.

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Joe Joe is without a doubt the most unaffected, surest, stick-to-his-guns fellow we have seen during our three years at the Farm School. No matter how keen the propaganda, no matter how strong the persuasion, Joe cannot be coerced from his decision; Vogue la Galere. Although this trait has caused the class much deliberation and sometimes great anxiety, nevertheless he can be thankful for this inherent characteristic has served him well during the first half of the senior year. Joe is a diligent worker, dependable and meticulous in his ways. He has freely sacri- ficed many a vacation in times of need. His integrity is unquestionable and his dependability is unwavering. Although Joe gives the appearance as easy prey to a glib tongue, we find him sharp- witted, shrewd, and calculating. He is no orator, yet he has. never fallen short of words to defend himself when in the right or to censure someone when in the wrong. Speed is his mania. In fact, no tractor is geared high enough for him. When appre- hended for speeding one day, Joe was cut down to a mere 70 miles per hour as punishment. Though Joe never uses profanity, (and I mean never), his temper is quick and violent. Being the only senior in the agronomy department, Joe has helped the class greatly by securing special favors and the loan of various implements from the austere Mr. Groman. Joe has contributed his time and energies unflaggingly in every social activity of the class, until that particular job was completed. In epilogue, may we say that Joe has given his class that extra bit of color which has helped make ' 45 a more complete and perfect body.