Franklin and Marshall College - Oriflamme Yearbook (Lancaster, PA)

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A PART OF I Wish I were back at old F and M Where the Conestoga flows To my dear old land of Nevonia, A toast I now propose: May your sons all win you endless fame: For they're loyal to the Corey And health and Wealth and happiness Be yours for evermoref' THE CLASS

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your cnss or 1941 Four years the Seniors have been together. It is here in Your ORIFLAMME, and in no other place that Your Class of l94l will remain together for- ever. Each member of the Class will always be a member of the Class, and will look upon himself in that light, but never again, after Commence- ment on the morning of Iune the fourth, nineteen hundred forty-one, will all of You in that graduat- ing Class of Franklin and Marshall College meet again in one group. Your paths of life diverge now so that many of them shall never cross, but in these portraits Your Class will be ever with You. OFFICERS President ............... Stanley Holmes Vice-President ...... I. William McIntyre Secretary ............,....... Lee Moore P Treasurer ............... .... I ohn Green Board of Control ............ Albert Eyler Historian .....,....,.,.., Alex Schibanoff Poet .,.........., ,,.. F rederick Fox Orator .... ..... T homas Hart

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CLASS HISTCRY We, the one hundred fiftieth class to enter Franklin and Marshall College are now prepared to enter the game of life, to assume our full responsibilities, and to carry out our personal intentions to the utmost of our ability, and with this in mind we pause and reflect over these past four years, years in which our minds and bodies have been trained, and our characters and personalities have been molded to lead us the rest of our lives. In the September of 1937 we who were to be known as the Class of 1941 gathered together for the first time. College was strange and new to us. As Freshmen we soon became accustomed to the dinks, green ties, and black socks which are all a part of the Franklin and Marshall College tradition. The College celebrated its 150th birthday on October 14 to 17, of 1937, before we were one month old in college life. Some of the prominent speakers were Dr. Dixon Ryan Fox, Dr. Karl T. Compton, William M. leffers, Dr. Harry Woodburn Chase, and Dr. B. F. Fackenthal, lr. Our first football game saw us win from Muhlen- berg, 22 to 6 Then there was the pajama parade which was very successful, due to the willing aid of the Druids. That Nighty Nite has many memories that will go unpublished forever. The Blue and White lost a hard-fought game to Gettysburg on Thanksgiving Day, so we Frosh had to wear our regulations until Christmas recess. We did revolt at that, but the Sophs were prompt in their squelching of our attempted uprising. Came lanuary and the first mid-year exams. Then came the thrill that comes once in a lifetime when Iosef Hofmann presented a concert in Lancaster's new I. P. McCaskey High School. By the end of the year, we were pretty well acclimated to college life and were really looking forward to those next three years. The autumn of 1938 brought back to Franklin and Marshall College a Sopho- more Class considerably smaller than had been the Freshman Class of the preceding year. Our class members were now eligible to participate in varsity sports, and they made their presence felt in no uncertain way. F. df M. won six football games and lost only two. We were on the other end of the paddles by this time, and the Druids were all members of our class. Paul Whiteman brought us Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue, with his orchestra and a lovely songstress, in the Arts Activities Series big concert of the year. Professor Frederic Klein took a small orchestra of students to Europe, playing their way across and back on the Normandie, being stranded in France for two weeks, and also being the last group to go, because of recent unsettled world affairs. Bill Snyder, of our class, played in that orchestra. One place where we do not claim notoriety is in the goldfish swallowing contest which occurred that winter and floored a couple of upperclassmen. ln the spring of our Sophomore year our thoughts turned to the selection of major courses. Right now some of us wish that the coins we flipped had landed on edge or never landed at all. We were getting up in the world, and our members, a few of them, were becoming known as Big Men on the Campus, having important posts in publications and in the Student Senate. When we came back to college once more, we were Iuniors and settled down to do some serious work in preparing for our futures. On the athletic