Howard University - Bison Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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 I Respectfully Dedicated to EDWARD DAVIS WILLIS I ON, A.B., M.D.. A.M. (1865 ) A Sincere and Fearless Teacher, A Lover of Truth

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0 fflebical Class of 1928 J istorp ERE WE ARE, about to lx shoved out into the world as practi- tioners of medicine. This day, which a few years back seemed j to be so far in the distance, has come altogether too soon, that is, for those upon whom we expect to practice. It was just yesterday that we gathered together for the first time, in October, 1921. There were sixty of us, and I might say, a group rather well equipped for our task, there being thirty-six degree men, the largest number in any class up to that time. Shortly after school opened, we organized—since that is general custom—and selected Clifton Nelson as our first president. The class got along fairly well and soon learned that the study of medicine was no tea party, and I think that quite a few of the boys learned to use Gray’s Anatomy as a pillow, more or less. Well, any way, we ame through the year in fairly good shape, and left for various points to pile up a fortune for the next school year. Oh yes, 1 forgot to say that we gave a couple of “hops” and got beat at football by the sophomores, 13-0. In the fall we gathered together again, broke as usual. We were shy about ten men. but took on three, making our total number fifty-three. The sophomore year was not so bad. Nothing in particular happened, but by the end of the term we were pretty tired, that is. of seeing one another. so we all went away hoping to have better luck than we had had the previous summer. October again;—broke, again. Lost one man during the summer and picked up six in the fall, making a total of fifty-eight. This year we began to see something in the dry stuff we had been trying to learn during the previous two years, although Dr. Ecker kept us in such a panic we hardly knew where we were most of the time. The hatchet fell in May, but somehow, only three were caught. We treated the seniors to a prom— mustn’t leave that out. We are fifty-four strong now, and intend to graduate one hundred per cent—the faculty being willing. We have done quite a bit of legislating this year. The only thing of importance being a “bill ' forbidding any member of the class to write a psycho-analysis of himself. It didn’t mean much, because some of the fellows did it anyway. All in all, we are rather well equipped, and should acquit ourselves well in whatever community we locate.