Hobart College - Echo of the Seneca Yearbook (Geneva, NY)

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Wv-I A unique system was innovated this year as the cadet officers had complete control of the drill program and responsibility for handling certain organizational problems. This system, which was formerly managed by the commissioned officers, gives the cadet practical experience in problems of administration. There was also a reorganiza- tion of wing levels as an improvement over the former Group level program which will estab lish two (lights per squadron, rather than the former three (lights per squadron. Other im- provements included a change whereby the Junior Officers act as understudies to the Com- manders at each level. Members of this year’s graduating class will be the first to qualify for a direct commission in the Air Force. Upon completion of the program the student graduates who qualify will enter a Pre-Flight training from which they receive their Silver wings and a Certificate of Comple- tion. 21

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This year marked die third anniver- sary of Hobart’s Air Force R.O.T.C. unit. Established in 1951, the A.F.R.O. T.C. expanded its activities this year as the unit took its third step toward be- coming a full organization. Capacity will be reached in 1955. The course given is a compulsory one for all physically fit underclassman. The 570th A.F.R.O.T.C. Group com- menced the 1953 season with a total of 408 cadets, 215 of whom were freshmen. In addition to the competent staff present last year, more commissioned officers were assigned to the unit to meet the de- mands of the incoming Freshman class. Colonel F. J. Stoltz replaced Colonel Ernest B. Shephard as Commander of the unit. Colonel Shephard had been in charge of the unit from its inception and had much to do with the great improve- ment in the program. . . Col. Stoltz STAFF—Keith, Lambert, Freeman, Hum-key, Shepard, De Long, Tencer, Schwartz, Sylvester 20

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A horde of tyrants, white of skin. And cruel as hawks are coming in, With tomahawks of shiny stone. Harder far than hear s jawbone; With hollow sticks that flash and roar And hurl small stones and kill far more hi one short breath than your swift hows That are the best the redskin knows.