Haverford College - Record Yearbook (Haverford, PA)

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HOWARD ASTON ANDREWS 480 SOUTH RIVER STREET, WILKES-BARRE, PA. I AM a master amateur. At Girard College I drilled cadets. At Haverford I sang in the Glee Club, taught thankful janitors, and developed surprisingly as an English major. Long will I be remem- bered for my diligence. I held every job. I stoked furnaces. I walked poodles. I typed faculty letters. But the excellence of my typing was far outdone by the excellence of my personal life. You hardly recog- nized the force behind me until I began to propagate the Oxford Group in Haverford and Bryn Mawr. And because of the latter enterprise I became extremely popular, especially before each dance; for if the Group could not convert, it could at least provide blind dates for prospects. In play, as in religion, I am the unquenchable optimist. I was born on July 12., 1915. I entered from Girard College and majored in English. Activities: Glee Club i, 1, 4; Cap and Bells 4. xo]

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BRUCE AMBLER WOODLAND IIOAD AND CLOVERLY LANE, ABINGTON, PA I ACCOMPLISHED the feat of lowering my general average twenty- two points at one crack once, but I should hesitate to say whether this was due to mv love for football or to the company I keep. Cer- tainly, for once, there was no woman at the bottom of it all. My quick smile and Hvah, kid are even better known than my favorite brown leather jacket and moccasins. But I have one woe; for three years T have tried to dance on mv toes, but so far I have never gotten off the balls of my feet. So now, when the noise of passing footsteps outside the entry disturbs my concentration, I seek relaxation in Benny Goodman, glad to abandon my closely reasoned phil papers yet another time. I was born September 18, 1915, and entered from the William Penn Charter School. I majored in Chemistry, and mv activities included: Football letters 1, , 4; Beta Rho Sigma. 19

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THOMAS SETH BARKER, Jr. 445 WEST DALTIMORE AVENUE, MEDIA, PA I EXIST for most of vou only as a rumor and a flitting shadow, for a day student ' s life is always shrouded in mystery. You see me in the chem lab occasionally, dehing into the secrets of decomposed vegetable matter; you observe my dexterity in snipping buckshot at members of my German class; I can drink warm milk with equanimity; but you don ' t know anything more about me! You must respect a man who gets up at 6:15 in the interests of higher education, and who has done it for four years, regularly and without interruption: my stamina must be unlimited. If you knew me better, you ' d know that my means of preparing for exams is communion with nature: in the spring and fall with a fishing-rod, in the winter with traps and snares. I was born October lo, 1915, and entered from Westtown School. At college I majored in Chemistry. [ i