Haverford School - Haligoluk Yearbook (Havertown, PA)

Page 31 text:

1- ,,f' 5 1,5 f mi

Page 30 text:

Y il' ,nw 'sg '-.x- f Vx I-X ,-, ' ' 4 v,g,. Q .f ' A Z, v. K 71, 4 3 Q5 1 ,i Y? l Y . X xx Oscar? gf 'Y' I 192.

Page 32 text:

CLASS PROPHECY Another wobbly, eh? said the cop. He smacked me behind the ear with his lead pipe and everything went black. When I came to, I found myself in a hospital along with many other labor agitators. Fred Gottshall peered at me from the next bed through the bandage covering his head and said: Them bulls mean business, don't they? I tried to smile but couldn't. The doctor looked at me and grunted: Take it easy, you anarchist, Litton. I started to ask how he knew me, but I recognized that it was my old buddy, Chris Smith. I didn't know you worked here at Bryn Mawr, I said. Smith replied: There are a lot of things you don't know. You don't know that all you guys working for Wally Dyer are going to be deported for your un-American actions in striking against companies supplying strategic mate- rials for the government. Maybe you don't like the wages the workers get at places like Torn Russell's Midnite Auto Supply Corporation or Mike Roberts' Innisfree Speed Shop. Sam Dixon is making a good living installing triple pots and boring larger cylinders down at the shop. Glen Gerdelmann is doing well working for Russell, and he only works three hours a day - midnite to three A.M. You guys are no good. Look at the other men in our class. They are all successful, every one of them. Lots of them stayed right in this area, many of them are still connected with the school. Take Chuck Olson,for example. He started work for the school as a cook, and now he is the Dean of Boys - a position he has always aspired to. Olin West - he's been head of the athletic department for 10 years. His football teams have never yet lost a game. Dick Eckfeldt, PG, has cap- tained the team every year. Ralph West was finally made head of the English department and is honored and re- spected as a gentleman and a scholar. Joe Scattergood is the director of the Building Fund Drive. You can see him every day cruising around in his pink Caddy convertible with Bill Frankel, the contractor for the new field house, and Tag Geer, the designer of same. The field house, incidentally, has the most advanced wrestling facilities in the world. Unfortunately, poor old Neil Buckley hasn't won a match since Tom Webster left in '57.', Whatever happened to Tom? I asked, beginning to become interested in my dear old class. Smith answered: I've got to leave. John duPont is in serious condition. He broke his leg falling from an eagle's nest at Hawk Mountain. Here comes Dr. Alles, he can catch you up on the rest of our lousy class. Smith had a few words with Alles and then hurried out of the room. Van came over to my bed and spoke: So you want to know about our class? Webster is the head professor of Physics at M.I.T. Many who have studied under him admire his wit in employing such parables as The Tale of the Foolish Ant to explain complex prob- lems in the theory of time structure. Several men work here at the hospital. Dr. Jim Eaton is in charge of the alcoholic patients. Dr. Tom Chase isa specialist in women's diseases. Did you notice the murals on the walls as you entered the hospital? - oh, I guess not. Well, anyway, our own Dr. Chuck Diamond painted them. For red, he used blood, for yellow, ear wax, for green, well . . . by the way, Fred Carter decided not to go into animal husbandry, so he just prowls around here cleaning up under the operating table. He sup- plies Dr. Diamond with his paints. Allan Lipsky, of course, is the head of the department of mental illness heref' Just then, a car came tearing down the Barclay Highway outside, making a noise like an airplane. Its radio was blaring out one of the hit jive tunes of the day. The Barclay Highway, in- cidentally, is named after old Charlie and goes from the Undine Barge Club