Lowell Technological Institute - Pickout Yearbook (Lowell, MA)

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the sewage system which runs all around the school. Consequently, the rather penetrating odors spread all over the place. When caught red-handed, Mr. Kelley showed no sign of guilt, but muttered maliciously, Mv next problem is to find something that will affect Louis Stearns and Jim Bell. They have been made immune by their pipes.” We all wish him luck on his voyage of experi- ment into new worlds of smell. Professor James H. Kennedy, Jr., was appointed head of the Wool Department, and started things off right by having everyone in his Top Making class draw the worsted card with all the trimmings. Gee, they’re showing a real movie in the hall tonight!” was a rather surprised reaction by many of us to a new film group which was just getting started. A hundred or so showed up at their first showing, and, to coin a cliche, a good time was had by all. Many of those who knew very little about dry cleaning learned a little more about that subject when Dr. Dorothy S. Lyle came to Textile and gave a series of informative lectures. The Frosh entered L.T.I.’s social whirl bv sponsoring a dance which turned out to be most successful. The basketball boys dropped nine games in a row, which took its toll on school spirit. Perhaps something did happen in February after all. [ 25 ]

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t v EBRUARY s M T W T F S 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1 1 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 s ilF U T ebruary, as we all know, is a very short month in which nothing much happens but snow, St. Valentine’s Day, and two Presidents’ birthdays. February also marks the start of a new semester; and as the weary Textile students returned from the brief period of respite after finals, they all seemed to be bright- eyed and expectant once more, as if something quite out of the ordinary were about to happen. Perhaps this is the ever-present reaction when people get set on a new undertaking. However, after classes had been underway for a couple of weeks or so, things seemed to have gotten a bit lacklustre and most of us were trying to get out of the deep rut which, oddly enough, we had very industriously dug for ourselves. It was noticed, one day, that most of the people emerging from the corridors of the Chemistry Building had drawn white faces and were seen to be holding their noses. Naturally, a curious few inquired of the sick-looking people, and received choked-up tales of horrible smells coming out of the organic chemistrv lab. Soon, however, these odors had per- meated the whole school, and most of us were tempted to resort to gas masks as an escape from the stench. Who had con- cocted such a plot to keep us away from our schoolwork? The culprit was soon found out to be none other than Mr. Thomas Kelley. He had made the mis- take of dumping some acrylic esters into [24]

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fit T, M M T W 8 £ 5 6 7 1 8 9 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 1W T AFTED on a slightly tainted zephyr, the Ides of March were tt again upon us. The female population of L.T.I. seemingly took offense to the month of billowing skirts and revealed lace by carrying on an insurrection designed to put an end to one of man’s most harmless depravations, that of being deceived- as to the extent of the body beautiful and enjoying it. As dungarees replaced silk, the indignation of the masters of the Old Howard” and Union City” rose to a clamor which shook the very foundations of the rebellious co-eds. Seeing themselves about to be overwhelmed by a horde of bearded male students, the ringleaders threw in the towel together with a face-saving alibi about dirty gill boxes and acid burns on nylons. L.T.I. basketeers ended the season with a record of five wins and fifteen losses. The disastrous season was attributed mainly to the bad breaks of the team in dropping many games by the margin of one or two baskets. A1 Lyons and Sonny Needle were elected to be co- captains of the ’50-’51 squad. The Ski Team took sixth place in a giant slalom at the Intervale Ski Slopes. Key figure on the team was Don Middle- ton, a senior, who also won the Rhode Island State championship. A staunch faculty five was forced to bow to the winners of the Interfrat basketball title. The Pilam team gave the teachers the short end of a 37-26 score. The faculty rallied again and again to the cheers of President Fox who attempted a field goal from the stands. The way Prof. Cushing played, it seemed as though [ 26 ]