Salisbury University - Evergreen Yearbook (Salisbury, MD)

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THE JUNIOR CLASS A. JEROME FLETCHER Waldorf, Maryland President Twin brother to Frank . . . He ' s Johnny-on- the-spot ever ready to lend a helping hand . . . One of the future educators! Jerome Fletcher MIRIAM ANNETTE BEACHLEY Hagerstown, Maryland Vice-President The junior stylist—petite—clever in matters of art, drama, and make-up . . . Remember when a certain flaming youth blossomed into an almond-eyed chink with a queue? WALTER LYNCH McALLISTER Salisbury, Maryland Treasurer His slow, wistful manner gives him the air of a dreamer. Perhaps he does dream about a certain freshie . . . One never knows, does one? FLORENCE LEE WATERS Oriole, Maryland Secretary The chemical compound in our class, H 2 O . . . Hence her interest in the chemistry department . . . She may be a dolly to some people, but she ' s just a big tease to us. (MRS.) LOUISE SCOTT ADKINS Newark, Maryland Few brunettes possess her tranquillity and charm of manner. F. Waters L. Adkins W. McAllister M. Beachley 29

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I was certainly thrilled. So that was why the girls were together the night before. 1 was so overjoyed 1 wanted to dash right down, but decided against it, thinking that I ' d better pre¬ pare for the night. 1 went down to the Haber¬ dasher ' s and bought a green sweater in stock and a tie—what a flaming hue—then I ran up to my room, as fast as my leg would let me, and dug down until 1 found an old pair of brown checked pants. 1 put on a blue shirt, brown shoes, dark brown socks with red rings, the patents, tie and sweater. Then called up the garage and ordered my car. By the time 1 had purchased a small gift for each of the old pals, the clocks were showing seventeen o ' clock, so without further ado, I drove over to the Hotel. Despite the huge size of the lobby, I espied the group right away. Helen was sitting, as used to be her custom, smiling, and not saying a word. Louise Parker was busily chattering with Sam Carey, who having grown corpulent and quite hairless, acted pleased. Carolyn sat in the center of the group, looking very bored and smoking a cigarette. Raymond had left a very dear friend for the sake of this meeting, and was com¬ menting on those who passed to Dorothy, who was almost convulsed with laughter. Frances Robinson seemed very quiet, and a little sad, though Jean Koch, who was sitting next to her was pointing out several handsome men at a distance from the group. ' When I reached them, they all stopped talk¬ ing. An air of incredulity spread over their faces; when I said hello, they gaped as if at a creature from the other world. The war had certainly changed me far more than any of them, and my heart sank; after a while they got over their shock, and began to chat of old times. Once the grotesqueness of my features had become familiar, they began razzing me, in the old way, about my clothes and my habits. A furtive tear started, for while we were trying to be desperately gay and familiar, it was of little use. We were strangers. At the first hour of the new day, I begged to be ex¬ cused and left with a burnirig heart for days never to be replaced. 28 always in thought word, and deed, distinguished not only for the fad that it was the last three-year classes, but that it was a class in which nc two of its members were alike. Its character, expressed in class neutrals, rather than class colors, have symbolized its individuality. White—sincerity, the key¬ note of success; black—the depth of character which make.c; lifo rirhp r

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V. Bounds I. Brittingham W. Caruthers N. Cullen VIVIAN LORAINE BOUNDS Salisbury, Maryland Gay, cheerful, and always laughing, she drives our troubles away . . . But not one for sympathizing with one ... A mint and a peanut bar and the day is complete . . . No quiet nooks with her aroundl I. WADE CARUTHERS Salisbury, Maryland Tall, dark and ... so another junior thinks ... A musical head . . . Stokowski ' s competitor. IRMA MORRIS BRITTINGHAM Bishopville, Maryland A tall Titian blonde . . . Babe or Clara Bow . . . Which is it? The blue of her eyes and the gold of her hair—She ' s the sweetheart of Sigma Chi. NAN POLK CULLEN Pocomoke, Maryland Her gentle and gracious manner makes her the perfect hostess . . . What week-end attrac¬ tions has Pocomoke??? ... A unique student. (MRS.) CATHERINE G. BRADLEY Problem: a discouraged junior. Solution; Words of encouragement from this pleasant little lady. 30