NYU Washington Square College - Album Yearbook (New York, NY)

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I ln Tour years oT college you managed To meeT an amazing amounT oT people. Some were iusT casual classroom namesp some were your Triends. BuT There were so many people ThaT were parT oT The Square who reTurned your nods, and your smiles, and your small Talk. Like Frank The elevaTor boy who worked The odd elevaTor and enunciaTed Thir-rd so laugh- provokingly. And all The oTher genial dark-skinned Franks. There was Mr. AlTred l-lane, chieT air raid warden, who 300 pounds and all, kepT war-Time NYU on The alerT. Mrs. Mildred Parker was The person you saw Tor room permission and dance TickeTs. ln The recording oTTice, Miss Mabel Rabkin han- dled your maior-minor cards, soTTly admonished you abouT incompleTes and absenT grades, senT ouT Those precise, nerve-deTying Tinal TabulaTions. When you wanTed To see an adviser, iT was Miss Louise PaTTi who Told you his Tree hour-she who paTienTly, pleasanTly explained The inTricacies oT Till- ing ouT regisTraTion cards ThaT very TirsT day you sTarTed. In The Third Tloor SouTh where publicaTions held sway, Mr. Francis Flavelle wiTh a newly culTivaTed musTache, kepT maTTers in hand, calming over-ebulIi- enT BulleTin sTaTTers wiTh a Tew well-direcTed words and an easy smile. The digniTied grey-haired lady who sold cigareTTes, magazines, gave you someThing on your used books, and all The oTher clerks in The booksTore whose names you didn'T know louT whose Taces you liked. And ouTside, in The Park, was Dominick, shoe-shine man exTraorclinaire who sang lTalian songs wiTh each shine if he liked you, whose plea oT Wanna Shine? you could never reTuse - - - even if iT meanT coming To class laTe. T B 23 Dominick Takes Time OuT Frank Sardine-izing Sfudenis Mrs. Parker Seldom Sal'

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Summer, Spring, Aufumn, WinTer-Garibaldi STands Panorama When The HLighTs Were On I A very special spoT was ours in WashingTon Square Park. So many benches, and oTTen a very special one, so many people To look aT, Talk To, eavesdrop on. A loT oT Trees, grass, pigeons, babies and a Tew sTaTues. We never paid much aTTenTion To The one in- scribed, Holley , buT we did To Garibaldi. lndubiT- ably he belongs To The Square, is cerTainly a parT oT many oT iTs legends, is cerTainly The cenTer oT The TradiTional Frosh-Soph Tug. Probably The TirsT obiecT we saw as we came To school was The Arch. Massive, powerTul, The grey sTone sTrucTure lends disTincTion, digniTy To The campus-seTs iT aparT Trom any oTher. Walking Through or near The Arch was apT To be precarious wiTh FiTTh Avenue buses and curving cars-buT we did iT iusT The same. George WashingTon was on one side, and way on Top, where Tew ever looked, were his words: LeT us raise a sTandarcl To which The wise and The honesT can repair. The evenT is in The hands of God. Special spoTs-The place you meT Triends, The Main building sToopg The Judson dorm and Mem- orial Church and gym-all huddled TogeTher3 The rooT ThaT Took you Trom one building To anoTher- by devious shorT-cuT meThods. ln a liTTle ploT by iTselT ThaT impressive, circular, usually dry TounTain where you saT and read in The sung had snowballs Thrown aT you by liTTle boys in The winTer-where They said PoTTer's Tield used To be. And The very wonderTul sighT +ha+ was The Main building, now brown-ouT-liT aT nighT. Walking down The paThs oT The park on a spring evening, noTing oblivious lovers and people airing dogs and characs Ters courTing Morpheus, you musT needs look back.

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Lounge in the Limelight Okay, We'll Pose Sancluary lor cullers, delerrenl ol work, rendez- vous lor all, called lhe Pink Room lor ils walls, Room IOI lor ils locarion, lhe Giraffe Room lor obvious reasons, bul generally iusl lhe Lounge. Characlerized by a solid sheel ol smoke and noise, lhe piano blending in noi loo smoolhly, a molley aggregalion ol khaki, plaid, sloppy swealers and occasionally lhe navy blue ol a visiling alumnus. ll was here lhal The A.S.T.P. mixed wilh co-eds, and plans lor lhe relurn ol Sl. Johns' lndian were made. ln lhe back, The more serious sludenls langled wirh a chess board. Occasionally an oplirnislic grind opened a book, bul despile good inlenlions he was soon challing wilh lhe brunelle on his lell. The same people came lhal had lrequenled Com- mons. They lounged in comlorl now, llicking ashes surrepliciously, using lhe modernisiic sand boxes when someone was looking, as lhe hoslesses, lvlrs. Young and Mrs. Le Clerk can leslily. There were people who dropped in lo guzzle al lhe deluxe waler lounlain, lo chal belween classes, lo pick up lriencls .... or maybe a slranger. Socializing And in This Corner . . .