Knox College - Gale Yearbook (Galesburg, IL)

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spectator the most interesting athlete in school because of his speed, adaptability, and preci- sion; Dan Lee Smith, the “man in the Beta house; Marian Wal- ker of the perfectly swell musi- cal compositions; the chums— Post and Richardson, Henry and Hoyer, Palmen and Lingel, De Novo and Pickrel; the good eggs with brains— Shullaw, Winks, Regenburg, and the good eggs without, whom we won’t name; smooth-boy Huck Johnson and smooth-girl Dorothy Velander; Mardie Holmes of the uphol- stered eyes and model figure: the friendly lads of Sigma Nu— Robinson, Rylander, Bragg, Boyn- ton, Ritchie, and Stevie; and all the others, the drips, the heels, ees ey ose Bois pe the good Joes, and the corn-fed beauties that make the class of ’38 like any other class yet still with a personality of its own. We've had a swell time of it, and in the words of the old Knox song: “When we leave old Knox’s halls and go to run the world, Deep in our hearts old Knox’s flag shall always be unfurled.”

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The class of 1938 came to Knox when people still thought prosperity might be around that well-known cor- ner, and just as the likelihood of Roosevelt’s re-election was being discussed. Its amusements lay somewhere be- tween miniature golf and five-handed bridge, formals were definitely long, hair more that way than now (that tricky little gadget, the page boy roll, was still in the oblivion itso, well deserved), the handsome brutes of the campus hadn’t as yet learned how devastating they could be with bristling billiard-ball coiffures, money, as always, was scarce, but, “boy, it was fun while it lasted.” The class of 1938 has enjoyed about as much publicity as the last Dionne baby. After the Centennial class had been graduated, no one cared much whether another class was ever graduated or not, but 38 couldn’t be kept down. However, there are some things for which the ‘class is famous—for instance, its football players. When the members of the class of 1938 were freshmen you didn’t go to a football game; you went to a massacre, and only a mind with a strong morbid tendency got any kick whatsoever therefrom. Came the dawn when the lads of '38 struggled into their little uniforms. It wasn’t football to put Notre Dame off the map, but it was at least football and not fruit basket upset without the music. Then there was Reinecke’s GALE with its striking make-up, Trevor's STUDENT, Pasche’s plethora of achievements, not to mention interests, and colorful personalities no end: Stub Lackman with a grin like a bull pup and a kewpie-like tuft of hair in the middle of his head; Miss Can- field of the many names; Shad Heren combining the discipleship of Thespis with helping a local alumna-teacher with her home-work; Lu Szerlong who grew up to be president of the Student Council; that tricky little importation Turner and the handsome one who lived to see himself Beta president, Strand; Wiltsie, from the standpoint of the ae | 1

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Dy Klaus McCanna Pasche Post Reinecke Richardson Mortar Board is a national honorary society for senior women who have been outstand- ing in class leadership, scholarship, and acti- vities. Members this year are Susanne Klaus Jane Ella McCanna Jane Pasche Elizabeth Post Virginia Reinecke Alice J. Richardson