Kansas City Kansas Community College - Owaissa Yearbook (Kansas City, KS)

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Page 26 THE JAYHAWK The Old Man They wereia pathetic, heartbreaking pair as they made their way un- certainly down the aisle of the auditorium. He wore his faded Civil War uniform with an awkward grace-the medals dulled by time, as a memory is blurred by age. His carriage was firm, as though he remembered that defeated cause of long ago-as though the M cause still must be upheld. His with- ered old face was withdrawn and worn with an old hurt-an old dis- illusionment. The lines about his mouth were permanent, and his eyes were old with a wisdom of sights be- held in youth that make youth flee the eyes. Beside him paced his wife. Small, delicate, white-haired, she walked with her arm through his. A fleet- ing smile crept about the corners of her mouth and lingered for a mo- ment at her eyes. They were bright L- those eyes - and youthful - as though still' innocently beholding the wonder that is youth. But beneath the brightness, the intent observer might have seen the truth. The long battle waged to keep those eyes youthful-to combat the despair and hopelessness of another pair of eyes. The audience stirred as the pair approached the stage. They won- dered what the old man would say on this, the anniversary of the Gettysburg dedication. The young veterans of World War II eyed him curiously. He had battled in the Confederate Army and had returned north to live out his embittered life among the enemies that were his countrymen. Now he was the only one left who had seen the great con- flict between the Americans-and he had been among the enemy. He seated his wife in the front row and, without the comforting pres- sure of her fingers on his arm, he haltingly mounted the steps to the stage. He studied the floor until it was his time to speak. Then he sur- veyed the audience swiftly-power fully. His eyes were compelling- suddenly free from despair. Years ago, he began, a man spoke at the dedication of a ceme- tery. That man was Abraham Lin- coln, and at that time he was my foe. But he said all there is to say --where free people gather-about the debt of man to fellow-man. He paused. When he spoke again, his voice was still clear and strong. I can say nothing more. I can only repeat what Horace Greeley once said of the War Between the States. 'A war of embittered countrymen is the most hideous of all wars.' He was right. Today, a continual war is being fought between countrymen-between races, colors, creeds, beliefs. His Mary and Moe at the Hi-Ho are giving the business up. They say that one year with the students and certain members of the faculty walk- ing out without paying this first name is Paul?J is enough. Who can blame them? Thesis: There is something about street cars that bring out the Worst in men. Have you ever noticed how a perfectly adjusted, normal human being acts on a street car? There is something about a street car that brings out the greedy, hostile animal characteristics in even the best of men. He will sit and stare unblinkingly at any fellow passenger who attracts his attention, completely ignoring the other's discomfort. Under this Books I think that I shall never see, A school book that looks good to me. A book whose pages are full of print, Lying in libraries gathering lint. A book that stares at me all day, Begging me to study, but I say, NAY. A book that I could prosper from, But all I can think of is having fun. Books are read by nuts like me, But only an idiot can write one, you see. -Frances Fagan. Bells Hear the Dean with the hells- Silver Bells! What a rattle of dark foreboding their clanging foretells! How they rattle, rattle, rattle. In the middle of the day VVhile the sun outside is shining, And the students inside are pining For the great outdoors and pleasure, Counting time, time, time, Until they are through with history, math, and chemical measure. Waiting for the school bell Oh those bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- I love the rattling and clanging of those bells. A -Mary Brown. eyes sought his wife's and she smiled faintly-encouragingly. I have found, he continued, that peace can be the most beautiful gift from God to his children. I have learned that the important thing is for us all to wage the greatest war of our lives-the war against hate. When he returned to his seat, the silence that filled the auditorium was more eloquent than any applause could ever be.-Ruth Ann Meyer. scrutiny the one who is being stared at soon begins to wiggle. But even this does not stop his tormentor. And when two cars, bound in opposite di- rections, chance to stop side by side, his behavior is even more appalling. He will sit there and blandly stare through the two panes of glass at the person sitting not more than eighteen inches directly opposite him, who probably sits, just as calmly, re- turning the stare. And why is it that a person for- gets all the manners he ever knew in just the few minutes he is wait- ing for a street car? QAllowances are made for the behavior of Kan- sas Citians, who have to Wait more than just a few minutesj He will stand there politely, perhaps dis- cussing the peculiarities of the weather with his fellow waiters, until the car comes, and then-bedlaml It's every man for himself in the struggle to get aboard. Did you ever see a gentleman at a party whose elegant manners imme- diately drew him to you? You know the kind of fellow I mean. He as- sists the ladies in taking off their wraps, almost before they are in the door: he procures their refreshments, selflessly ignoring his owng he lights their cigarettes before they have defi- nitely decided to smoke oneg these and other charming little gestures serve to endear him to every woman present. Well, don't pass final judg- ment until you have seen him on a street car. Nine chances out of ten he burrows through, the crowd in order to get a seat, then sits staring at the evening paper, plainly ignor- ing all the ladies who are standing. To all those who are unmarried, I say: Pick your mate on a street car. People are at their worst there. If you see someone whose behavior appeals to you there-you better work fast, he is the cream of the crop.-Doris McCormick.

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THE JAY!-:AWK Page 25 Every Man Is Entitled to a Job Famous Sayings Thesis: Every man should be given an equal chance to prove himself. Every man is entitled to a job whether he is black or white, Italian or Greek, Catholic or Protestant. His color, race, and creed should be considered as only minor factors when a person with ability is trying to make a place for himself in the world. One's honesty, character, preparation, and experience should be con- sidered first by every employer, but unfortunately this is not the case in our United States where everyone is supposedly created equal. We may have been created equal: but whether or not we remain equal, is another question. When a Negro with outstanding ability and a white man with medi- ocre ability are being considered for a position, why should the color of his skin enter into the picture? God created all of us, not just those who are white. Why should the way in which a person worships God or the country in which his parents were born make a difference as long as he is capable and willing? One God created Cath- olics, Protestants, and Jews, and the same God created the world. Surely if we were not meant to live and work together as fellowmen, we would not have been put on the same earth. Sometimes I believe that God made such a mixture as a test to see if we are really as charit- able, kind, and open-minded as we claim to be. How can we build a strong, united nation if we are not capable of work- ing side by side? True is the old saying that a chain is only as strong as its weakest link. How can we unite the people of the world and expect everlasting peace when we do not have peace among ourselves? It seems to be hard to fight this situation because people always have a logical-sounding excuse ready when they are questioned: however, it is usually very easy to see that they are having as much trouble trying to convince themselves as they are trying to convince everyone else. During these uncertain times a problem of this type should be fought more and harder than ever before because a nation that can work to- gether is a hard nation to beat.- Virginia Lembo. As We Think Spring--The lull before Summer. -Rose Bachman. Did you know that French fries are made in Greece?-Bob O'Neil. Apology for Failure: If you are dissatisfied with yourself, blame those who resemble you. Nothing is original. Your undesirable traits are inherited from your friends.-Floyd Miller. Mr. Adams: Mah soul. Miss Wenrich: Dearie me. Mr. Hammer: In turn. Mr. Jewell: Now in Arcadia. Mr. French: You've got to know your fundamentals. Miss Graham: That's a signifi- cant statement. Miss Penner: Shhhhhhhhhhhl Mr. Asendorf: This is simple grade school arithmetic. n Mr. Reese: That's why the Re- publicans lost the last election. Mr. Grundy: I have a little test for you. What Teamwork Can Do . Juicias Gastricus, mighty keeper of the gates of the Esophagus, relaxed in an atmosphere of calm uneventfulness that had characterized the entire day. He had taken care of two of the day's three scheduled rush hours with little or no trouble. Lettusic Saladus with her usual sweet manner had passed through the gates not thirty minutes ago. His heart Huttered every time she passed. He was rather attached to her because she had such a fresh, crisp air about her. Otis Mealicus had passed through early that morn- ing. It was always nice to greet Otis because he was usually one of the first visitors and had such an appealing warmth to him. Aqua Puritus, a rather colorless chap fbut by far the most frequent visitorl had made several calls and was due for quite a few more before the day was through. All in all, it had been a rather pleasant day. Juicias wriggled himself into a comfortable position and proceeded to enjoy the peace and quiet. As he rested there, he was rudely jerked back to reality from his musings by a tremendous commotion outside of the gates. He quickly jumped to his feet and prepared himeslf for action. No well-meaning person would cause that much racket at the gates of the Esophagus. He cautiously stretched forth his hand to open the gates when they were flung open from the outside. There, leering in contemptu- ously, stood none other than one of Juicias' arch enemies, Banana Split- ticus. Not a word was uttered as the two squared off. Juicias, with cat-like agility, sprang at the intruder and the two grappled and rolled on the floor. As they fought, the noise of their battle shook the very Eso- phagus itself, and several thunderous roars echoed up into the far halls of the Trachea. Juicias, however, was well trained for his job, and Banana Splitticus soon was lying at his feet. He trussed him up well and threw him into an obscure corner. Juicias returned to his seat, for he felt considerably weakened as a result of the combat. No sooner had he sat down than the gates were again flung open and in strode an- other unwelcome guest, Chocolatus Maltus. juicias grasped the intruder by the leg and they both tumbled to the floor. The fight with Banana Splitticus had been no picnic and the weakening effects of the struggle were beginning to tell on Juicias. Nevertheless, he fought valiantly and fiercely. So violent was the battle that Juicias did not hear' the gates as they opened behind him. Through the open portal slithered a tough looking blond with her hair piled high of her head. She surveyed the battle through cold, cruel eyes. It was Dairy Queenius. She slunk up behind the struggling pair and felled poor Juicias with one -well-aimed blow of a spike heel slipper. After helping Chocolatus to his feet, she unbound Banana Splitticus. The three scowled darkly at the walls of the Esophagus and at the still form of Juicias Gastricus. I don't like it down here, growled Dairy Queen- ius. Neither do I, Chocolatus'Maltus retorted. Let's go back upstairs, suggested Banana Splitticus. So up the stairs they went.-Ken- neth Collins.

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THE JAYHAWK Page 27 Caduceus the Hard Way Parody on the Song Dearie- Yvomen Hoe a I-Iarcl Row, But Can Make It AVERS MARY CATHERINE COLGLAZIER, M.D. When I was ushered into the doctor's office in the Hixon Laboratory Building at the University of Kansas Medical Center, I was immediately captivated by the radiating charms of the bright eyed, sandy-haired Dr. Mary Catherine Colglazier. The interview which ensued during that hour and a half will be remembered by me for quite some time. At present, Dr. Colglazier, a former junior College student, is actively engaged in the heart research activities now in progress at the K.U. Medical Center. These heart research proj- ects are supported by annual grants from the American Heart Association, the Agnes Lee Haskell Memorial fund, and the general fund of the K.U. Medical Center. Investigations are being conducted by Dr. Colglazier concerning the re- lationship of mineral metabolism to vasospastic phenomena. We feel that a deficiency of certain minerals, such as calcium, phosphorus, and po- tassium, has a definite effect upon the cardio-vascular system. Vasa- spasm, an expansion and constriction of blood vessels, is often associated with conditions of high blood pres- sure, coronary artery insufficiency, and peripheral blood disorders, Dr. Colglazier pointed out. Our general plan of investigation includes a study of the effects of va- rious mineral deficiency states upon the coronary and peripheral circula- tion in the experimental animal, the dog, and a study of patients with sus- pected mineral deficiency states, continued Dr. Colglazier. By means of an optically recording bubble flow meter, the rate of blood flow through an artery of the experimental ani- mal can be accurately determined. Then, this rate of flow is compared with that obtained after the animal has been rendered deficient in a cer- tain mineral. According to Dr. Col- glazier, this building up and deple- tion of a mineral can be done re- peatedly in a dog by deprivation diets. All patients under clinical ob- servation maintain a constant diet: that is, all food intake is weighed. After the elapse of a short period of time, the absorption and excretion of the various minerals are checked, and this data is further correlated with the patient's state of health. After completing her study of the es- sential minerals, Dr. Colglazier plans to continue her research on the trace elements Cthose present in the body only in minute amountsj which heretofore have been practi- cally ignored by research scientists. Dr. Colglazier graduated from Junior College in 1939 and majored in' bacteriology at the University of Kansas. After graduating from med- wvvvvvvv ical school in 1945, Dr. Colglazier in- terned at the State of Wisconsin General Hospital. She completed her formal residency work in internal medicine and research in Kansas City last July. While at Lawrence, Dr. Colglazier received the Phi Sigma award for the most outstanding re- search work. She is also a member of the Sigma Xi, an honorary so- ciety for scientific research. Inevitably, Mary Catherine Col- glazier acquired the title M.D., for many physicians stem from her fam- ily tree. Her grandfather was a country doctor in western Kansas, and her father practiced in Kansas City, Missouri. Her mother also at- tended junior College and' later ob- tained a degree in biological sciences from Kansas City University. At the present time Mrs. Colglazier is do- ing technician's training at the Gen- eral Hospital. Foremost in the mind of Dr. Col- glazier is the friendly atmosphere which prevailed at Junior College. Likewise, she pleasureably recalls her activities with the German Club and the orchestra, where she performed as a violinist. Even today, music remains her number one hobby. While in grade school, this young doctor's only desire was to enter the field of medical research. After the medical school 'bug' bit me, I yearned to work with the patient and do general practicing with research as an avocation, stated Dr. Col- glazier. I am quite interested in the field of psychosomatic medicine, which is really a branch of internal medicine. When the idea of spe- cialization was mentioned, the doctor replied, There is a need for knowl- edge of both general practicing and specialization, but I think cutting a patient up into his eyes, ears, heart, or liver should be avoided since this loses sight of the patient's condition as a whole. I believe that the me- dium between general practicing and specialization is the ideal, she said. Doubtlessly, Dr. Colglazier will continue to stand shoulder to shoul- der and toe to toe with her male competitors. With more women of Dearie, do you remember When we cheered for our football tearn? My O my, weren't they on the beam? ' 'Weenie roastings down by the lake shore Every end of the week, Test your memory My dearie, do you recall How many points Tierney scored? Bus trips and how the rooters roared? Dearie, life was cheerie In those 'good old J.C. halls. Do you remember? Yes, I remember. ' We'll both remember-You and I. Dearie, do you remember When we danced to the Do-Si-Do? My wasn't the gym aglow? Box-lunch parties-eatin' and talkin', Gee, I remember them still. Test your memory My dearie, do you recall How late we romped at the Rendezvous? And don't .forget the Fiesta, too. Dearie, life was cheerie In those good old J.C. Halls. Do you remember? Yes, I remember. We'll both remember-You and I. Sentimental Me Sentimental me, guess I'll always be Thinking of j'.C., remembering you and me A Up in room 15. Listening to the touch of Eleanor and Dutch Upon the ivory keys, bewitching you and me, Sentimental me. Thinking how I'll miss All that lovely bliss, Being there with you And living in the spell. Darling, can't you see, how I'll miss J.C. And the things it means, all our plans and dreams, Up in room 15.--Jackie Reiling. wA,N the same caliber holding high the emblem of caduceus, the strides of women in the medical profession will continue to be nothing less than re- markable.-Virginia Turk.