Queens College - Silhouette Yearbook (Queens, NY)

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M r. Kicfuzer, AI r. H a 11 11, and M iss Slazfin being gay al tlzc Class Party. against the sky, the visits of alumni, of students who transferred, of boys in uniform, the exclamations over news of engagements, and jobs, and weddings, and babies. We Won't forget four years of Widening experience, enriched growth, Wiser maturity. We w0n't forget Queens College, and the Class of june '42, Class affiffrs: Alargrf Collins, Tom lVial1'r, Alike Saalojnolo, Lil- lian I.ari, Al IValll11'r.

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The Crown issue of that week was devoted to news of college mobilization, pledges of service and equipment, and President Klap- per's request that we go on as before, pending authoritative Hdirection to our effort. The same issue carried the story of the appointment of the Queens College Scholars. They were Stanley Birnbaum, Alberta Friedman, Helga Henrichsen, Lillian Lari, Mike Santopolo, Larry Smirlock, and Diana Zingher. Most of us registered for civilian defense work, some enlisted in the army or navy, only slowly did the college go back to routine. Registration in February was a joy. Hardly any classes closed out, hardly any classes to take, seniors contented themselves with putting in an appearance at school now and again merely for the principle of the thing. The first major event on the social calendar was the senior class party, where the gals bought their escorts at so much a foot . . . demonstrating the inferiority of quantitative to qualitative analysis. Queens went on a three year schedule. Wouldn't you know it would be in our senior year? Inflation threatened in the form of a Crown price rise, a listening post gave an excuse for the people in Mr. Knag's office to listen to the radio all day, the SAO held a dance i for the USO Qtickets sold CODQ , the Insti- tute series were postponed, defense lectures and courses began, Kathleen McGreevy became the Crown's Victory Book Campaign Girl, and Queens College pledged itself to buy a thousand dollar defense bond, the Dean announced a C average as a prerequisite for graduation, after our graduation. Looking back, it seems C's didn't grow on trees. Looking back it seems maybe good times, nice teachers, good-egg students did. We Wonlt forget the classes on the campus, torn up grounds, the figures of Tommy Gilmartin, and Rascal, who went to as many or more classes than we did, the mirage-like towers of New York silhouetted 60

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Sloppy jacket man very fetching indeed in immaculate tux, and sweater-and-skirt girls glamorous beyond recognition in sparkling eve- ning gownsf' Queens College at the Senior Ball. A smooth dance Hoor substituted for the bald campus. The familiar facade of the alphabet-named buildings replaced by the very fancy decor of the Sert Room of the Waldorf, and the sweet hot music supplanting sweet hot Hayes. This is finale. This is the end of the long road which was home. This is the result of months of anxious consultation on the part of the Senior Ball Committee. It's a good result. lt's a good time. Dancing and talking and having fun are as much part of our student life, of our democratic American life as are classrooms and the ballot box. And if even having fun is hard work in the year 1942, on prom night we worked away with a Will. 62