Fairleigh Dickinson University Madison - Columns Yearbook (Madison, NJ)

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26 Senior Class Story Welcome here, dear friends, and gaTher round . . . GaTher round The columns of our Mansion. Have you broughT The memories of each day pasT? Tell me whaT you Think of when I say . . . FDU-Madison. AccepTedl! Learn To spell Fairleigh Dickinson before you come . . . Then we came, we ThoughT we saw and we Tried To conquer . . . buT, hazing . maroon dinks . . . chalking fooTsTeps. And The beaTnik parTies in The Mansion lounge . . . and The TirsT big rain and The mud and one of our preTTy frosh girls sliding down To her car. Don'T forgeT The Lu-wow . . . our firsT baskeTball Team, The MeTs, and our frosh cheerleaders. We Tried To sTay ouT of The Grecian Gardens. We inTerrupT This iazz concerT for an imporTanT announcemenT . . . we are being raided! . . . The columns rocked wiTh our TirsT big spring week-end. Don'T forgeT Dizzy Gillespie. A greaT year led by DwighT and Mickey, ending wiTh The picnic aT The Polanka. Sophomores . . . our Turn To haze . . . from rags To riches . . . The Mansion To Twombly Hall. We saw our first soccer Team Through a winning season and an acTion packed MonTclair-FDU game . . . The sTory was carried by The METRO- POLITAN, our own newspaper. From The Play- house To The Dorm . . . such a hike . . . our big cans of scoTch and soda in The parking loT. The dorm parTy was a success, buT The barn dance was inTerrupTed by an imporTanT announcemenT . . . we are again being raided. And, now in sub-zero weaTher and convenienle aT exam Time, our an- nual bomb scare . . . remember The firsT success- ful Playboy ParTy? And The CrewcuTs aT The VarsiTy Dance? WhaT is ThaT you say? The sTu- denTs are disconTenTed because of holes in The roads and no bubbles in Their drinks . . . so was ThaT a reason To have an efTigy-hanging? Will we ever forgeT Big Mike's Three inches, five miles speech? . . . Then The Friday afTer finals . . . To The Waverly ican I borrow your proof?i. We ToasTed in our Junior year wiTh bubbles in our drinks . . . we will waiT for The roads To be smooThed . . . The social season began wiTh The dance aT The Birchwood Manor . . . our own Mary Ann Rush was Snowball Queen . . . will The Way- side Inn ever forgeT Fairleigh's skiers ? The Colombian Ball aT The Americana finally arrived . . . Charlie Manna is a funny man, you have To admit. This year's Playboy ParTy had coTTon-Tailed and Iong-eared bunnies-Kay, JoAnn and Fraida efrom our class . . . and more Top-noTch enTer- TainmenT, The LeTTermen. The guy's only doing H for some doll . . . The besT producTion on campus . . . good going Dr. Gordon . . . Then came Spring Week-end wiTh Maynard Ferguson and The Third boaT ride. Remember The rain and The songs and The beer on The Hudson . . . Mickey was aT The helm This year, Too. And we, wiTh much digniTy and pride, re- Turned To Fadu for our Senior year-paved roads aT lasT. We finally goT equal represenTaTion aT FDU via our own yearbook, The COLUMNS . . . The Champagne MisT . . . Charlie Byrd sTrummed wiTh excellence The nexT day To a record crowd . . . Well, I didn'T wanT To graduaTe anyway . . . quoTe afTer Taking The GRE's . . . aT The Birchwood Manor and The ChrisTmas Ball, Lois became our new Queen . . . The Bachelor Five were Tops. Be- fore we knew iT, inTercession was here wiTh an- oTher ski Trip . . . Youngs Gap HoTel will never be The same . . . The second annual Colombian Ball and The Senior Week-end came and wenT before we knew iT , . . and finals . . . our lasT ToasT aT The Wave and graduaTion. Gone so fasT, buT who can forgeT Those we knew-Bunko, Kenny D., T. J., JAR, More . . . or Lesser, The Herring, SanTa Claus Crowl, COOp, Jakey-Poo, STack-Pak, BeTTy-Boop, AsTronomy Club, Schnausser ETTecT, and on and on. We were here aT The beginning, buT we will never see The end; we began TradiTions and we builT buildings, we laughed and we cried; we won and we IosT; we came Sept Ti, 1960 and we lefT June 6, i964. Memories will linger. ParT of our hearTs are There. A way of life is done. Farewell, 'Till we meeT . Thanks To H.D., LE, and JR. . . somewhere.

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SENIORS

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Senior Advisors Dr. Irving H. Buchen Mr. Albert 0. Rust Their ou'rs'randing dedication to Their profession, Their university and above all their students has made The senior class proud To have them for advisors. 27