Lowell Technological Institute - Pickout Yearbook (Lowell, MA)

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J J ±1 I ' ll raise you two bales Will he finish by graduation? Institute, the visit of the Red Cross Bloodmobile and of course, preparation (? ) for final exams. After mid-years, things moved along a little more smoothly, and it was soon time for the first ROTC Military Ball, which was a tremendous success. Music was supplied by Ted Herbert ' s orchestra, and the whole affair was im- pressive and colorful. Before we knew it Hell-week was upon us, and a lot of the students seemed to be taking six hours of Sleep lectures every day. Then the days were staying brighter longer, and this was a sure sign that spring was coming. Plans were being made for Upstream Day, and supplies were being stocked (food of course). Days of sad- ness then came to the Institute, as we learned of the sudden death of our very capable band-master Bernie Larkin. The Textile Players presented their version of You Can ' t Take It With You ... a poll was taken among the student body for the choice of a new name for the Institute . . . and then our days were numbered, as finals approached. We were relieved indeed when our last exam was completed, and we started off on our summer escapades. In September of 1953, we again returned to the Insti- tute, this time as Juniors, filled with vim, vigor, and Vitalis, ready to assault all of our third year courses. The Paper and Leather building had been officially opened and classes were being held regularly in the new lecture halls. The AF-ROTC welcomed two new additions to its teaching staff, Captain Mild and Sgt. McCoy. Omicron Pi Fraternity celebrated its 50th anniversary with a gala weekend, and the soccer team ran undefeated for seven games straight. Chemists and engineers turned to music majors as the Alma Mater song contest was initiated, and we all had a gay old time at the LSTC acquaintance dance. In keeping with the Institute ' s policy of expansion and improvement, ground was broken for the new administration building, and the newest organ of the student body, WLTI, went on the air for the first time, to begin its five-day week broadcasting schedule. The All- Tex Smoker, the second Military Ball with Bob Bachelder, and My Sister Eileen, rounded out the remaining weeks of first semester. During the second semester of this, our Junior year, the pace of important events was not slackened in the least. Lowell Textile Institute celebrated its fiftieth anniversary and then there were none 22

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own Thespians did a bang-up job. The last few months of second semester Freshman year were pretty rough academ- ically, and topics that were much discussed on campus were, final exams . . . addition of an ROTC unit in the fall . . . the temporary dropping of football . . . finals . . . Upstream Day . . . study . . . cram . . .exams . . . worry . . . relief . . . summer vacation . . . and REST. September 1951 . . . again we wade through pages and pages of registration forms, this time it is complicated more so by the new numbering system for the classrooms. But, such is the price of education, we mutter, as we finish registration for our Sophomore year, and meet for the first time, the difficulties encountered by A and B, as A in Lon- don sends money to B in United States, to whom he owes money, upon which a draft is drawn from A ' s bank ( in Lon- don), and sent to B, who didn ' t need the money in the first place ... or is it B who sends the money by drawing a draft from his bank, which is sent to A (in London) ? ... or is A a second cousin to B ( twice removed ) ... or ... oh well, what ' s 3 credits. If this wasn ' t enough, you could get your kicks from Chem 201, where you were enlightened as to the merits of anti-freeze as a beverage, how to pour rubbing alcohol through bread, how benezne looks through a mirror, and last but not least, how to capture, keep, and feed baby tautomers. In 1951 two new instructors were added to the faculty in the persons of Mr. Pfister, and Mr. Rogers; and the Soph- omore class co-sponsored a blind date dance with LSTC. Thou shalt not fly the Confederate flag, proclaimed the campus criers who were immediately drowned out by rousing choruses of That ' s What I Like About the South. . . . President Lydon drew the first volume from the stacks of the new Alumni Memorial Library . . . and several new extra-curricular activities were added, among which were the Newman Club, the Hillel Counselorship, the Golf Club, WLTI, and the AF-ROTC Rifle Team. The AU-Tex week- end rolled around with the music of Freddy Martin, open house at all the fraternities, the Faculty-Fraternity All-Star game in which the Frat All-Stars nosed out the Faculty by a score of 50-39. The few weeks preceding the Christmas vacation were busy indeed, with the Freshman Smoker, Open House at the The players ' special How does he do it 21 Losers buy the beer

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with a convocation, an ROTC review, and a special com- memoration issue of the TEXT. Guests at the convocation included Christian A. Herter, Governor of Massachusetts, and Laurence F. Whittemore, head of the New England Council. The merits of the Institute were exclaimed nation- wide, when we received a big write-up in Business Week, one of the nation ' s best periodicals. Again, it was All-Tex formal time, with the music of Shep Fields, and the enchant- ing voice of Jilla Webb. Don Siegal won the Alma Mater Song contest, and was presented with the prize on the night of the Formal. New organizations appeared on campus, such as the Flying Club, the Ski Team, and the Circle K group. Another step in this era of growth and progress. Then Lowell State Teachers College ' s misfortune was our good fortune. Be- cause of a serious fire at the College, the girls were the guests of the Institute for the remainder of the term. They invaded our classrooms, upset our schedules, and caused even the grubbiest of students to shave and put on a clean shirt. The time was right, the spring of the year, and the setting was perfect, the nice green lawns on the banks of the picturesque Merrimac. Ah yes, never before had the yellow-hued walls rung with the fresh sounds of young female voices. This was truly progress . . . Just about this time, a decree was sent out from the hierarchy to the effect that final exams were now mandatory in all courses. This of course met with the immediate ap- proval of the whole student body . . . everyone was joyous and grateful. Oh well. . . again — ■ progress. Finals approached quietly, and left even more quietly. Once more we packed our tooth brushes, beer mugs, and our copies of Who ' s Who in George ' s, and off we went. Some to summer jobs, some to summer resorts, and some of us just kept going as far as we possibly could to get away from books, and larnin. Our fourth and final year at LTI, now Lowell Tech- nological Institute found more changes in the administration. Our new Dean of Students was Richard Ivers, Dean of Fac- ulty was Professor Edlund, and Assistant Director of Admis- sions was Mr. Haley. The student body and administration said goodbye to Miss Ruth Foote, who retired after 30 years of duty as Registrar. please fix my boo-boo go way Casey, you bother me 23 Gallant Lady