Rowan College - Oak Yearbook (Glassboro, NJ)

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pleased to learn, is always managed by the Freshmen. This, their first venture, was a success. The events of December 7 had a profound effect on the destiny of the class. Its men were called to the service. They began an accelerated program as the Class of ' 44. Step — Step — Step — intoned rhythmically by Mr. Esby — Angels from the Realms of Glory — we felt like angels; we were up so high. And Hallelujah! our first Christ- mas Sing was over. In February, to the elated girls and disgruntled men at G. S. T. C. came the announcement of a military ball. G. S. T. C. ' s men were patriot- ic, but this, they felt, was carrying things to extremes. The Freshman Class made its debut in April. Blanche Cordery managed the affairs of Freshman Week. Miriam Wilkinson ' s dance committee devel- oped the Indian theme in program and decorations. Ben Cummings led the assembly committee in the pro- duction of All American — Ameri- cans All. The All-American theme was carried over to the Freshman banquet by Eleanor Trostle and her committee. Spring turns a young man ' s fancy to love and the faculty ' s to gardens. Part of the campus was given over to victory gardens and some of the re- sults were not a little startling. Dr. Wilson amazed everyone by planting broccoli and harvesting egg plant. The rabbits were heard to observe that they hoped the victory gardens became an annual affair. On May 25, wonderful day, we became Sophomores. Now we ac- quired a new terminology. Influ- ences of today, on the margin, and batting average took on new meaning for us. -Bernke Klein (yyiien we were Sopkomores Six weeks before our summer va- cation in 1942, we passed from our embryonic Freshman stage to the Sophomore rung in our Collegiate ladder. With the amount of work doubled — or so it seemed to us — we still had our quota of extra-curricular activities. At our first meeting at which our new officers — President Loriot Bozearth, Vice-President Benjamin Cummings, Treasurer William Bost- wick, and Secretary Miriam Wilkin- son — presided, committee chairmen were selected for Sophomore Week to be held in October. They were: Dance — Dorothy Young, Banquet — Marie Pappin, and Assembly — Laura Blanck (now Laura Blanck Wilson). That ' s How Teachers Are Made dominated our morning assembly and the stage was temporarily converted into a production line. The Banquet theme also was that of teachers. Because of the war conditions and the scarcity of dates (before the days of the date bureaus) we thought it would be wisest to join the Juniors and make our dance a Sophomore- Junior dance. This was the Stage Door Canteen. As host for the annual Soph-Frosh party, we each took a Freshman under our wing and participated in games, singing — and refreshments. At about this time the boys in our class accepted the responsibility of heeding Uncle Sam ' s call and so, one by one, they temporarily put away their loud ties and socks, saddles, and books (with the exception of those little black ones). With the deletion of the male population. Teeny Chees- man was elected to the Presidency. We were just Sophomores, but we had our ideals and ideas — ideals for graduation and ideas for an annual Oak. A committee headed by Genevieve Ried (then Gen Fabrizio) and Reba Eisenstein, and consisting of Janet Reyno, and Peggy Jones be- gan collecting material for the yearly publication. Patriotic reasons caused us to convert our material into a memory book. Our Sophomore year was an im- portant one in our path of education. Those were the days when we laughed at jokes in history class, wrote on the margins, watched our professor demonstrate the double shufifle, and put signs on our doors — Hey, Ma! Where ' s my roommate. Studying his- tory, ha, ha, ha! Our window sills and every avail- (Continued on Page 19)

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i. S1AT£ Tc cIke Ofcorn PUBLISHED BY GLASSBORO STATE TEACHERS COLLEGE CLASS OF JANUARY ' 45 GLASSBORO, NEW JERSEY Ofk en we were 0 ' resti men On September 9, 1941, seventy-nine Freshmen timidly and hopefully be- gan their college careers by hearing an address of welcome from Dr. Bunce. It was such a let-down to be Freshmen again after having held for a whole year the exalted status of Seniors! Spirits would have been low indeed had the class not boasted seven men who helped to preserve morale. The dorm students were wel- comed by a humiliating and terrify- ing initiation. Wearing a costume which defies description, the hapless victims had to recite upon demand a lengthy oration which began, Hear ye, hear ye! In the simple manner of a fool, I am still pursuing wis- dom. Without the slightest doubt it is useless to teach me a thing, but I can dream, can ' t I? One of the first tasks was the election of section presidents. Those chosen were Marie Pappin, Marie Angello, Clifford Gibson, and Ernest Brewer. As soon as we were oriented, we recognized the need for an adviser and class officers. Mr. Sangree ac- cepted the responsibility of guiding us. Our first officers were Loriot Bozorth, president; Doris Tomlinson, vice-president; Bill Bostwick, treas- urer; and Dorrit Fox, secretary. One night Indians, ghosts, witches, and various other strange creatures were seen cavorting in the gym of G. S. T. C. That was the all-college Hallowe ' en party, at which all of us — faculty and students alike — emerged in roles quite foreign to the accus- tomed spheres. Turkey Day brouglit new problems to the dormitory Freshmen. The Thanksgiving banquet, they were

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Qreat oaks from tillle acorns cjrow ' ' • III Only a tiny Acorn, this memory book of the Class of January, 1943, but we hope and believe that, in the years to come, it will grow bigger and bigger in our memories and affection.