Manhattan College - Manhattanite Yearbook (Riverdale, NY)

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heat. They carried the heat of this heart with them to the far hattte fronts of the Pacific, Africa, and the continent of Europe. T hey toved Nianhattan and Manhattan returned their iove, for they, too, were her sons. She had given them more than an education, she gave them a home during the War years. Vw! hen the ASTP men left in 1944. silence again returned to the Manhat- tan quadran gte . . . this time it was hitter sitence - the sitence of waiting. Vxfait- ing for the crash ot guns to cease and for the wortd to regain a semhtance of sanity. The waiting was not in vain. The Manhattan campus awoke one June morning to hear that its sons were among those who drove the enemy hack at Normandy heachhead and in the Air Corps that iqew over Berlin, Dusseldorf and Bremen . . . there were Jaspers a- ptenty at the Marshalls, Saipan, two Jima PH the landing in the Philippines and in the murderous navat hattte With the Jap Heet oft Mindanao. The angetus hett totted a moment of prayer, and the high white chapel tower topped with cross, looked proudly and with serene vindication down the green slopes of Riverdale toward its namesake island, saying softly with each gust of summer hreeze, Ui, too, am Manhattan, hut un- like you, I knew my sons would Win their hatttes . . . I took them when they were young and hewitdered and taught themta way of life, when they return home once more they will he men of the world . . . not oecause of the war, hut hecause they could apply the knowi- edge I gave them to win the war . . . I am their alma mater, :Maker of Wien, and when they return home I shalt see them. once more and the taughter of their voices shalt ring from my watts when they see I have remained un- changed waiting for themf, And Nianhattans men did return to atma mater. Some to say heito, some to resume their interrupted studies . . . and some just to he refreshed after a hard war hy a good toot at the friendly quadrangle. Yes, they had changed . . . the time and hatttes they had fought gave 'them a mature took. Some were hardened hy their experiences, others had the strained nervous took hrought on hy sudden pressure and strain of con- tact with a deadly enemy, hut ati were visihty hrightened hy their visit to the haunts of their student days. Time changed other things through the War . . . hut tvtanhattan remained the same and the men of Manhattan loved her for it att the more. The tide of War stowiy ehhed from the cotiegiate scene with the fait of 1945 and the Kelty Green hanners again he- gan to rise in signat to other institutions that Manhattan was returning to the fray. The tights of the Players, once dimmed, again Hooded the house. The dehaters again toot: up their stand. The schedule of sports graduatty grew and hig name coaches once more directed the destinies of the Jaspers . . . Alma iVia'ter's men were home, and their words foreteti its future. 'Time Witt matte our conquest comptetef,

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ROBERT F. ALIFENANGER August, 19116 Gizawl of Honov' 1, 2, 3, 4. K.D.C., 1,2. Newton Matlzv, 2, Bowling Team, 2. Bas- l A ketball, Vetemns. flaamza, of 7946 Bob is definitely the quiet, studious and philosophical type. The cultured, civilized man who believes that we should live quietly, invite our souls and enjoy the de- lights of philosophy, his calm was clisturbedfor a while when he joined the colors and went off to War. Now, back on the campus, he has made short shrift of the remain- ing requirements and approaches the clay of commence- ment with the realization that he has done his job well and is prepared for the battle of life. 77