Loyola University Stritch School of Medicine - Caduceus Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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I i 'F .1 MDL Life S tl Y Q . nl, f 1 igff I I ,--Z .f' 4 'Ill I could have sworn postsynaptic GABA agonists inhibited chloride transport! - l..hn A Roman tries to make sense of today's Far Side. Whether it was a primary study spot or simply a place to keep emergency Pop Tarts, the MDL was central to the life of the first- year student. A less intense alternative to the library, one could work there without silent isolation. MDL's imultidisciplinary labsl, where each student was given a desk and several lockable drawers and cabinets, were the site of almost any activity from histology lab to post-test parties to late night rap sessions. The First Year 25

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On July 30, 1982, it began. 130 people - previously unknown to each other for the most part - were drawn together and named the Loyola University Stritch School of Medicine Class of 1986. Having emerged from among 5,656 AMCAS applications, it was a diverse group. Ages spanned from 20 to 33. 18 members were married. 3 members were parents. 34 were female 126521, and 96 male. 51 were not residents of Illinois, hailing from 13 different states 125 from California alonel. They represented 63 different undergraduate institutions. 15 had graduated from Loyola, 10 from Notre Dame, 7 from U of I, and 5 from Northwestern. 109 had been Science majors, 54 of whom had majored in Biology. The next most common major was Chemistry 4127 followed by psycholo- gy 181. 2 had earned engineering degrees. 10 had gone on to earn M.S. degrees. Three of those students entering med school that day were doctors already of the Ph.D. variety. The two days of Orientation were filled with welcoming speeches, introductions, a panel discussion with upperclass- men, and distribution of pamphlets and folders, most of which - it is believed - have yet to be read. The orientation schedule was peppered with many social breaks for coffee 8a doughnuts, a picnic where the bookstore now stands, and a pizza and beer party in the Pub. As an encouraging reminder that actual human beings and patient care await us as the reason we were about to submerge ourselves in basic science, a lively lecture on Seizure Disorders was delivered on the second day with a patient as an invited guest. It wasn't long, however, before those 130 people had begun to become very familiar with each other as they quickly developed a tendency toward herd movement: That first lecture in Gross Anatomy early Monday morning, a mass migration to the cadaver lab lwith a stop-off at the cafeteria CURRICULI First Semester Gross Anatomy Histology Biochemistry Second Sem ester Neuroscience Physiology Biostatistics Medical Ethics Freshman Year president Marshall Steel addresses the class in mellow- speak. 24 The First Year for a doughnutl, a return stampede to the lower level lockers fto the chagrin of the switchboard operators and parking department who, from that day until Christmas would grow well-accustomed to the aroma of phenol and formalinl, and so to lunch, more lectures, and more labs. The class immediately became very responsive to the advice given by those ahead of us at Stritch: Live it up now - it only gets harder. Soon, those 130 people began to grow to know each other not simply as classmates in room 2706, or as lab partners, but as friends over for dinner, drinking buddies on Rush Street, white water rafting partners in Wisconsin, true confidants over coffee and and a snickers bar at 3:00 a.m. in the wet-labs, or simply as fellow adventurers to Golda's for lunch or to the Brookfield Zoo during Embryology lecture. WY W Pimsf fm mp V -fzwrwr gl PGOT1' 1

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As exciting and full as the first year was, a simple truth remained: we studied a lot, A whole lot. And in so doing developed as many different styles of studying as there were members of the class. There were the rare few who maintained a steady, even pace: but it always seemed that the library was a deserted wasteland the first week or two following a round of tests, whose inhabitants gradually and grudgingly trickled back the nearer tests became. By the last week or two before a test block, it was about as easy to find an empty seat in the library as it had been to find a taken one when tests were over. There were the home-studiers, the MDLfWet-Lab residents, even those who preferred community libraries or Rosary and Elmhurst colleges. Many students seemed to rotate their sites of study: the open-table approach early in the unit where what one lacked in solitude, one gained in scoping: the study-carrel approach as the unit progressed where concentration was enhanced with help or a lended coop not far away: and the pre-test descent into the dungeon totherwise known as the stacksl when hopelessness had finally become evident. And it was during those final, tenser days when we began to hear the names of new students being paged overhead to the library telephone: Billy Rubin, Sue Demonis, and others unfit for publication. s X Above: Bob runs through the urea cycle once more. Below: Byung Ho Yu meditates in the wet labs. i 4l ,,, i Dave reviews development of the chorion frondosum. WN h Joan examines the inner aspect of her upper eyelids Oh Oh Oh, To Touch And Feel A Girl's. . .A Girl's. . .1ets's see now. . .