Drexel University College of Medicine - Medic Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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'yur O X. 91 -T-.-4 - . U? EDWARD H. POLLEY, Ph.D. Has anyone got the correct time? I.think it be1ched! So what happened a:fter you showed her ie distribution of Tr. neuroanatomy We will no doubt carry the memory fand the scarsl of Neuroanatomy forever with us. From the first spastic day when Dr. Truex began to lecture faster than any- one could draw even with four colored pencils, we knew deep down inside that we had had it. This impres- sion was strengthened by the time we were introduced to the machine that whisked the Professor's sketches out of sight as fast as he could draw, and confirmed the day that all of the blackboard was used to describe the cerebellum. Quizzes were unbelievable match- your-wits contests with the department trying to out- guess the guess of the student. The brief rays of sun- shine provided by Dr. Polley were all too few. It was even rumored that eventually there would be compre- hension but somehow none of the staff showed up that day . . . ' 2 f'f ,L ei RAYMOND C. TRUEX, Ph.D. In the 15 remaining minutes we will dis- , cuss the cerebrum . . '2 f'G' A 1 A BEN CASEY, M.D.

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rf histology Histology was something of a slow starter, commenc- ing for some ot us, to the musical tinkle ot B boxes being opened upside down and oil lenses gleefully crushing cover slips. When we were told, in no uncertain terms, that We had to know the normal before knowing the abnormal we bore down in earnest. The majority came away with at least an appreciation tor Histology it not a thorough understanding thanks to the patience of Dr. Van Dyke. the cajoling of Dr. MacCreight and the browbeating of Dr. Amenta lthe lesserl. Iust one question: What exactly is Hi1ton's Line? PETER S. AMENTA, Ph.D. Now back in Chicago we used to do it this way . . . lt we shorten the sleeves two inches . . . You might say it resembles thousands. of tiny little fingers rolling toasted marshmallows through cx cyclone fence into a gigantic vat of chicken fat.

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w .JY MZ!! snug: M. IOHN BOYD, Ph.D. Professor and Chairman, Department of Biochemistry Upon entering Biochemistry identity was completely lost, and so were most of us. We did get to meet the rest of the class. however, since seating was at random most of the time. Once things settled down We all started to pull together to get experiments finished by 3:30 P.M. This was accomplished by means of hard work, cooperation, and rotating Coke time. The day of reckoning finally came with a practical using No-Cal as the unknown. The experience proved enlightening and educational despite these occasional setbacks. Due to the efforts of a dedicated and interested group of professors We were exposed to the most recent advances in a constantly advancing field. biochemistry