New Bedford Institute of Technology - Fabricator Yearbook (New Bedford, MA)

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borrowed capital, but at the end of the year we loudly applauded Nat Stetson as he announced that we were safely entrenched on the right side of the ledger. In our second year the work piled up and weeks seemingly shortened to days and months to weeks and we were once more scanning the Help Wanted columns in search of summer employment. In the fall of ' 37 we entered school with the reserve, dignity, and aloofness so characteristic of seniors. Our class officers for this all important year were Arnold Ramalho, President; John Gaughan, Vice President; Frank Aspin, Treasurer; and Eunice Sylvia, Secretary. Later in the year we elected Albert Mellor to fill the vacancy left by the resignation of John Gaughan. During the course of this year we also lost one of our best-liked students, Albert Louie, who was forced to return to his home in Seattle because of illness. We also elected our Fabricator Staff and several committees were appointed to take care of such necessities as dances, prom, rings, and the other things so indispensable to the life of a senior. The several athletic coaches will certainly have heavy hearts when they see their star athletes and the mainstays of the Textile teams march off the stage, diploma in hand, never again to return to the field of sports in a Tech uniform to fight for the honor and glory of what is now our Alma Mater. Such stalwarts will be lost as Gula, Barry, Winiarski, Aspin, Ashworth, Aspden, Gagnon, Ryan, Rihbany, Zubricki, Presbyla, Krig, Wally, and Gourley ' s invaluable assistant, Walsh. Also lost down the sheepskin trail, to the newest organization, the Debating Team, are Golub and Walsh. It seemed but a few weeks after our Christmas recess when we started boning for our final exams. Then, the real thrill of a lifetime, you have passed and are eligible to receive that coveted diploma, the visible reward of effort and application to your studies. As we approached the month of May the boys became a group of Silas Marners scrimping and saving for that eventful prom which was but a few days removed. The day or rather the night came and there among a veritable sea of winsome lasses the class of 1938 held forth to frolic for the last time as students of the same school. Then, as we filed slowly across the stage and were presented with our diplomas by the Honorable Ernest L. Robitaille, we suddenly realized for the first time what a great debt we owed to our Principal and instructors for their patience, perseverance, and understanding, and we resolved that by our good work in the future we shall attempt to repay them for their effort. Farewell, a word that must be and hath been — • A sound that makes us linger — yet, Farewell. Byron 27 Fabricator, ' 38

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Class History One thing at least is certain — this life flies. — Rubaiyat When we, as green little Freshmen, entered the portals of the New Bedford Textile School on that bright September morn in 1935, we soon learned another axiom, not a philosophical gem by Khayyam but a concise reflection, the product of experience — one thing more is certain — our money flies, but we were, and we realize it now, in no position to begrudge the flight of our money through that iron cage for its boun- tiful return was our education, the foundation upon which the material success of our future lives will be built. Little did we realize then, that our three years would fly by so quickly and that in this short time we would change from awkward students to self-confident, eager young men and women so well versed in the arts and sciences of the textile world as to enable us to work our way to the key positions of our chosen profession, if that is what destiny holds in store for us. Let us now turn back the pages of our memory book and live again through that trying, yet delightful, period of orientation, so common to students entering a strange institution amidst a group of unfamiliar fellow pupils. There was the constant oppor- tunity to make new friends, the continued absentmindedness which led one astray into the wrong buildings, the open-mouthed astonishment as we were continually finding new types and kinds of textile machinery, the likes of which we never knew existed. The constant effort to remember where to go and at what time and the over- powering fear of being one second tardy and getting docked 50%. Thusly, we groped around until we were acclimated to conditions. When we thought that we had become well enough acquainted, we took upon our- selves the duty of electing our representatives. We chose Nathaniel Stetson, Presi- dent; John Misiasik, Vice President; Thomas Barry, Treasurer; Madeleine Robinson, Secretary. These officers proved themselves to be very capable and deserving of their positions of trust. Following elections, came the time when we pledged ourselves to the several fraternities, and suffered the ag onies of the initiates, but we made a firm resolution to even things up in future years, which we did. However, all was not play and we had many occasions to use that grey matter so preciously guarded in our younger days. We met the mid-year and final exams and took them all in our stride before we hit the trail toward an enjoyable summer ' s vacation. When we again assembled before the cashier ' s cage in September of 1936, we found that our class had been enlarged by a group of embryonic machinists. We again went through an election campaign, the ultimate victors being Harry Avila, President; John Gaughan, Vice President; Nathaniel Stetson, Treasurer; and Hazel Levy, Secretary. This year we got started off on the right foot socially and ran sev- eral dances at which we made the usual social error of getting on to the wrong feet as young men will do. We ran our first dance solely on a lot of nerve and a little Fabricator, ' 38 26

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3tt Ulnttflnam We, the graduating class, with heartfelt sorrow dedicate this page to the memory of ALBERT LOUIE June 1916 - April 5, 1938 and ROGER LUMBARD November 1920 - November 12, 1937 During their stay at Textile, both Albert and Roger endeared themselves to us, and we are bestowing this symbol of affection in their memory. Fabricator, ' 38 28