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OUR CLASS HISTORY 1942 1943 Pushing peanuts down the corridors, posing for all sorts of ridiculous statues, and necessitated mantel eating opened our innocent eyes unto the trials of collegiate days to come. This was way back in September ' 42. For two solid weeks we quaked, quivered and trembled through that delightful — to upperclassmen — period called initiation . When we could stand no more, our big brothers and sisters turned from leering demons into friendly humans and escorted us to a gala dance in our honor. Then with a sigh of relief we settled down to become the class of 1946. Along with studies, we managed to realize the joys of relationships begun here at F.T.C. We met some of the nicest people we will ever know at our regular Tuesday night socials — dancing in the gym or playing cards or ping-pong. Then came the biggest event of our Freshman year — The Win- ter Carnival — in spite of the placing of our beautiful commando in fourth and last place in the snow sculpture contest, the skiing, sports dance, sleigh ride, and primarily amid the romantic heart and cupid background our week- end began with the biggest and best Carnival Ball ever given — (maybe that was because we sponsored it?) The second semester brought into our well organized class a score of high school juveniles, who had decided to become child prodigies. For weeks we watched the beginning of an accelerated group as with hammer and saw they noisely went about secretive maneuvers in the Inner Sanctum of the I .A. building. 1943 — 1944 June! we began relaxing for the summer — two weeks later (we just couldn ' t keep away) those of us that were accelerating were back again to take up our books and space in the classrooms; studies began once more. Classes were really different! Instead of an all day grind we had afternoons free for studying in the shade of the campus trees, tennis, swimming parties at Whalom and dances with the Navy stationed on campus. At last we did get our vacation — then almost before we had time to breathe our sopho- more year had gotton well under way. We watched as wide-eyed freshmen wandered aimlessly about address- ing us as Mam and Sir and we marveled, Were we ever that young!? Soon we found ourselves too involved in preparing for teaching to pay much attention to the elements in the form of freshmen — so we buckled down. Not all of our sophomore year was work though. We turned the gym into a maze of orange and black and more than once the cry rang out, Look! up in the air — its a bird — its a plane — its Pris perched on top of the basketball backboard! But we did have fun. Remember the Turkey Raffle at the Thanksgiving Dance and the Christmas Dance? Our Dances certainly never lacked males — will we ever forget the cadets or the soldiers from Devens! Hubba-Hubba. Let us not forget the Winter Carnival minus the snow, while we ' re at it. One good thing about the lack of that cold, wet, white stuff — they couldn ' t place our statue last that year. The weekend was still fun — and cold! With or without snow our social scholastic year passed and as a matter of habit came the spring and then came class day. No hoops to wind this year, in- stead we cut and stitched trying to get matching Class Day dresses (are you
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sure we all used the same pattern). Turning back the calendar for the Golden Anniversary of the alma-mater brought amazing and amusing results. Prow- ling through the family trunks also had some kind of results for some of us. 1944— 1945 You are never to old to learn — or something — because within two weeks we were back at the grindstone and the wheel. The first of the accelerated students graduated that August. Also the last group of cadets shipped-out taking with them Lts. Gardner and Dale and the latter ' s lady. Quiet — strange and loud settled upon Palmer Hall — still some us will never forget their presence here. This year the Winter Carnival was blacked out with shades of mourning for on Friday, January 26 our friend and highly esteemed president Dr. Charles Herlihey passed from our earthly midst. (Mr. Randall pitched in and made a very able acting president.) School days — school days and BANG! with the innocent faced, bedeviled-eyed offspring looking up worshipfully to receive your accumu- lated store of knowledge, you knew This was It! This was Training — that long dreaded — long strived for period of your career was under way and some- times it wasn ' t half as bad as some other times. Test-tubes — dampish purple, lavender, and white lilacs — butterflies and everything else reasonably springish were employed in our producing an atmosphere suitable for our Spring Social. Hardly had the music and song and stuff like that there died away when we heard the class songs (all three of them) echoing across front campus. And we watched, with two carat base- balls bobbed in between our tonsils, as half of our class, the half that had accelerated, graduated. United Nations was our Class Day Theme — remem- ber the Russians and those Beautiful Brazilians!! 1945 — 1946 Even most of the accelerated students stayed home this summer. Sep- tember, we came back — partly to recover from the wonders of having a whole carefree summer and partly to engage in the almost unbelievable surealistic state of being a senior. The year was far more realistic than we had hoped for and we seriously wonder if we will survive the avalanche of higher learning being heaped upon us, we believe, however we shall. We still can hardly believe we have actually arrived at this our last year. Our social calendar got underway with a senior dungaree and lumber jacket outing at Queen ' s Lake in Phillipstown. On Dec. 12, 1945, the seniors donned cap and gown for the first time and followed the Academic proces- sion at the inaugural of our new, young, witty, and personable President Dr. William Sanders. The Class received a transfusion of new blood on January 21 with the return of a dozen X-GI ' s. The Sax, Stick, Gav., Mohawks, Epsilon Pi Tau were administered. Convalescent stage had passed and full recovery of class spirit was in sight. We look forward to the Gav-Hawk Formal, the Junior-Senior Prom, Saxifrage Dance, Class Day, and Graduation. Our plans too are reaching far into and past the summer of 46: Our teacher training is over . . . and what we make of ourselves, as a class and individuals lies ahead. Only one problem is unsolved, only one question unanswered — Where are the nails?
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