New England Conservatory of Music - Neume Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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oma LOCKE, Elizabeth Bndgton, Maine Voice with Marie Sundelius Warden, Alpha Chi Omega, 1945-46; Class Day Com- mittee, 1945-46. SCHOLARSHIPS: High School, 1943-44. LOPARDO, Gloria North Adorns, Massachusetts Piano with Richard Stevens Sergeant-at-Arms, Sigma Alpha iota, 1944-45; Secre- tary of Patronesses and Alumnae, Sigma Alpha lota, 1945-46. SCHOLARSHIPS: Baker, 1944-45, 1945-46. REEVES, Olivia Dryden, Maine Piano with Lucille Monaghan Assistant Business Manager, NEUME, 1945-46. SCHOLARSHIPS: High School, 1943-44; Carr, 1944-45, 1945-46. SHRIBERG, Rebecca Mottopon, Massachusetts Piano with Mr. Webster 13 —

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Mr. Beethoven nostalgically reached into the pocket of his flowing robe, dragged out a huge book, and wearily turned over the pages. Being the Guardian Angel of the Class of ' 46 had been no easy matter, he assured himself, and yet now that his term of office was practically over, he felt a tinge of melancholy sweeping over him. Soon it would be time to turn in the ledger, but first he would glance into the past and live again those days so crowded with memories — laughter and tears. As he bent back the stiff cover of his mighty ledger, n scene flashed across the first page — a foyer filled with woe-begone freshmen, with saddle shoes, bobby-sox, fiddles, and all manner of parapher- nalia. Well, here they are again - -the Freshmen , mused Mr. Beethoven. If only they didn ' t look so new! I can see that being the Guardian Angel of the Class of 1946 will be no easy job. Look at that funny girl in pigtails from ' down Maine . And there ' s a little kerchiefed kid from the Old Country. That ' s right — file into Mr. Porter ' s office. Aha! mused Sir Beethoven, They ' ll have ne the year is out. Now don ' t forget to see the Dean, ch Mr. Beethoven chuckled, and whispered in the startled No one can possibly miss that big sign over the Registrar ' s door. Thot s right. Here ' s where you learn to stand in line for anything and everything. But don ' t gripe, youngsters, you know how late Miss Finley and Miss Hill burn the midnight oil. ;d of the Director ' s friendship and understanding ere ildren. Hello, there. Redhead. So you ' re from Both. You know, the nicest thing about that place is the train leaving for Boston. Heh, heh! ' ' Oh, goodness — we never knew that a Dean could be so nice n informal. This certainly is an odd place. redhead ' s ear, You ' ll find out. — 15 —