Philadelphia University - Analysis Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Wilmer keeps calling a loon . . . to Rod Rahe since .loe Rulli left school. WE RETURNED-To find P.T.l. re- financed by Uncle Samuel. There we were with letters of eligibility and not a token in our pockets-d6'Where or where has my little check gonc?' '... don't look for the Chaplain, see our latest exhibition-Bucky Walters of the Confusion Department. lywfe ean't figure out which is more muddled . . . a Finishing Quiz or a VA form.J . . . too bad the school's credit with the paper industry is not adequate . . . Sherry Weiser had to finish his finals on Scott Tissue last semester. With the return- ing veterans came ingenuityf-OR-how to beat your way out of work . . . who has the connection with the card cutting firm . . . and then there were Alpert's contortions in trying to get his Jacquard 8x8 and beer con- sumption done all at the same time. PRESENT DAY PASTIMES - Earl Shultz running a home for wayward boys . . . George Dockray, official interpreter for thc Statistics class . . . Presenting a member of the old guard: Bill Manning, bearing the banner of the class of '36 . . . due to the present crowded conditions of school the married men have enrolled their heirs in the class of '68 . . . Anilinc Black Brupbaeker is now in the Coal Tar Business . . . Speaking of Hudson, whatsay Bill, how about a few stories about the occupation . . . Berman, Schultz and Durheimer thrashing out a few sea stories . . . something about buoys, salt and drawers . . . Kennedy and Stuart seem to think that the worsted class is a sleeper to Canada. BY THE WAYewho is getting the de- gree, Moran or Safdeye-who is the fugitive from the anatomy class running around school with the nickname-Bones . . . remember Mr. Koenig, my name is MISTER Schneider . . . high cost of living Raj Haybedian not able to find an apartment, bought a house . . . Grieves, quiet bachelor quarters at the Robert Morris glows nightly, Saturdays and Sundays included . . . Sy Berman tearing his hair out fhe still describes himself as a handsome man with half a head of bald hairj-ltis all your fault, Prof. Theel fis it spelled right, prof?J . . . say Josephson, how are things in the Jacquard business . . . please don't weave formation plates, Mr. Kan . . . Leona has heard of Talning the Shrewg how about the Lyon, Lee? . . . who is that young chap who sits in on Wilmeris lectures?-could it be Mr. Mac learning to put motors on the looms up- stairs . . . Dr. Thomas recently proclaimed Larry Ellner psychologically unfit for the poolroom . . . will the senior class pass in 424 pool under the capable instructions of Sid Cohen and Otto Durheimer? . . . And so we tearfully leave the cloistered halls of P.T.l. fondly looking back on the days of our boyhood happily spent in paint- ing and weaving Land some eight ball on the sidcl. We set our masculine jaws for the task that lies ahead of us . . . lndustry here we come . . .

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SENIOR CLASS H It is correct to say that the class of '48 has the most unique history of any graduating class in the annuals of the Philadelphia Textile Institute. Our class is composed of the remnants of those students slated to grau- ate as far back at 1942. It may be said that the bulk of our group stems from the fresh- men of ,4l. There we were waiting-with joy in our eyes, fear in our hearts, wondering what we would do with those number 4, 6 and 7 brushesg and those pots of paints that were issued to us. Even then there were gripes about waiting in line three hours, but our hearts go out to those that tell us of the six week vigil that they must now go through to get the same old trash . . . remember boys, WE had to pay for the stuff! ll As we stood in line, we wondered-Who was the man picking his teeth with the reed hook, and who was the baldheaded traffic cop on the rear of the second floor? Later we met one of them on the other end of a reject punch, the other became known to us for his pro- lific non-chemical explosions - MYOU BlRDS!! REMEMBER THE DAYS-when we could walk in the front entrance legally . . . when we could get near the pool table with- out having to elbow our way through the crowds . . . and the ping-pong table where once partners were non-existant and where now reservations are in order . . . the South ISTURY . .. Campus-it's lush foliage-it's football field --it's fine parking facilities for STUDENTS -it's spacious air-conditioned smoking lounge carefully strewn with a soft carpet of cigarette butts, constructed of driftwood. carbouys and whatever else the Art School didn't want . . . the days on Clinton Street. Laucks drinking beer out of Cross's hat- Freshman Sherman Weiser out guzzling the mighty seniors of that day-the paddy wagon every hour on the hour-Rod Rahe in his famous green jacket-Former Dean Heard, firmly entrenched in his armchair telling the students '6When they want us we'll go,', so he went-to West Point-Mills-and, as Johnny Naab says, wfhis comes under the heading of draftf'-so WE went . . . Remember when Profs dreaming of better things to come walked into mail trucks . . . when Mel Samsky was an eager beaver . . . Shot Gun Schokin, wget out of leavew or a'Why one of us went to NYU.', WHAH HOPPENWTO the skeins we left in the dryer . . . to Doc Byler's precious ethyl alcohol . . . to Harry Birkby's Coca Cola to Purple Price's Naphthol Yellow S . . . to Giese,s sense of humor on that mass reject . . . to Koenig after hc read Dale Carnegie . . . nothing! . . . to Marshall Nelson's Hnew look . . . to the new school they keep taking 5533355 to us about . . . to Bill Manning and the now famous widow . . . to Ed Shaw when he got caught spiking his tca . . . to that thing

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MELVIN ALPERT Janiaiva, N. Y. Textile Degree Pflhl. 1941--113 NAVY P.T.l. 1946-48 Sigma Phi Tau Really Livingi' Mel has applied this philosophy to the fullest extent. LHave you liroken eighty yet, lVlel?l Our Poet and one of our host 'Wffitsf' Mel is seldom recognized as the 62ll'l1CSll thinker he really is. We all wish him the hest of luck in his chosen field. SEYMOUR BERMAN Brooklyn, N. Y. Chemistry, Dyeing 86 Printing Degree P.'l'.I. 1941-43 NAVY P.'l'.l. 19-1-6-48 Slglllil Phi Tau Student Cou lim' il AATCC 'aCy mixes his sense of hulnor with a wealth of sea stories. A goocl svholar and quite the social butterfly, 'he is often seen flashing about with his frat lnuldies anfl clrapefl in naval attire. Bon voy- age, Cyl