Salisbury University - Evergreen Yearbook (Salisbury, MD)

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SOCIAL ROOM FIREPLACE IN SUMMER CHARM, GRACE and dignity reign over our beautiful Social Room. Whether there ' s a fire blazing on the hearth, or a lazy sum¬ mer ' s breeze drifting in and out the cozy beau corners, the friendly atmosphere is unchanged. It is refreshing to go down on Wednesday afternoons for a cup of tea and a few dainty cookies. Over teacups one finds it easy to chat with faculty mem¬ bers and students, to forget for a short time some of life ' s pressing problems. Or perchance there are a few minutes when you like to get away from everyone and revel in solitude. If that is true, then there in no place more beckoning or peaceful than the Social Room. Though it is one of the loveliest rooms, it is also the busiest. Children from the Campus School, or members of college art classes find many interesting things to draw, paint or sketch. Clubs and organiza¬ tions often choose it for a meeting place. When there ' s a senior class receiving in¬ struction in Community Singing, then BEWARE! These would-be conductors group themselves around the piano. Though the war has altered and in some instances completely abolished the tradi¬ tional Christmas celebrations in places not too far distant from our own portals, we did not give up our beloved candlelight service. As the students, faculty, and friends gathered in the Social Room for this impressive ceremony, they realized more than ever what the Spirit of S.T.C. had come to mean since its inauguration in 1925. Another of our customs which has not changed during these chaotic times is the Sunday evening vesper hour. At six o ' clock the students and teachers come together to enjoy the fellowship of wor¬ ship. The dignity of this exguisitely fur¬ nished room is in harmony with the rever¬ ent attitude of the assembled group. The spaciousness of the Social Room lends itself to many informal receptions for new faculty members and out-of-town visitors. After one of the Salisbury Co¬ operative Association Concerts, the faculty entertained in honor of Mr. Robert Weede, celebrated baritone of the Metropolitan Opera Company. Another reception was held for the outstanding musician, Mrs. Dorothy lohnstone Baseler, a harpist from Philadelphia, who was sponsored by the Wicomico Woman ' s Club. Again, an after dinner coffee was given for one of our most interesting guests, Count de Ghiza, formerly of Russia. Indeed, our Social Room furnishes a beautiful and appropriate setting for for¬ mal or informal affairs. “MUSIC HATH CHARMS” 27

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PHYSICAL FITNESS FIRST, last and al¬ ways was the theme of the men for the year. Since college for the majority was only preparatory course for some branch of the armed services, athletics meant much to further health. Calisthenics, push¬ ups, horizontal bar work, track and sports kept mind and body alert. When the men were called, they had no fear of being un¬ prepared. And, too, group sports taught cooperation, teamwork, and development. Men from various parts of the shore work¬ ed faithfully together. Although the soccer eleven did not bring too many laurels, the basketball guint made a much better showing. Everyone remembers Schallon ' s baskets and Long ' s excellent playing. In the limelight, too, were Marion Smith, Jimmy Webster, and Bill Wimbrow. ALL OUT for soccer practice tomorrow at three! shouted Goldy Tyler in dismis¬ sing the soccer sguad. State Trooper Tyler, a former S.T.C. student and athlete, as¬ sisted Athletic Director Helen Jamart in training the men. When tomorrow came, every man was present. Since there was such a small number of men, the desire to make the team and do S.T.C. due justice was greater than usual. The team was soon whipped into shape, and the first opponent of the season, Mardela High, met the men on home ground. The score was 4-0, with Mardela High on the long end. On the return visit the score was tied. In spite of the excellent teamwork of Bud Hammer, Charlie Laws, Johnny Long, and Charlie Hemming, the sguad just didn ' t seem to be on the winning side yet. The game with Crisfield brought our first victory. When the team went to Crisfield (followed by two carloads of ardent ad¬ mirers) they were defeated 11 to 3. Even though the field was moved to drier land, it didn ' t seem to be a winning day. Dur¬ ing its season, the team wasn ' t too success¬ ful. At the same time, men who had never played before, learned teamwork in its most challenging form. SOCCER TEAM : Kneeling —Schallon, Laws, Hemming, Harrington, Mil- bourne, Webster. Standing —Holloway, Callaway, Ham¬ mer, Lipow, M. Smith, G. Brown, Shockley, J. Long. 26

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ALL WAS QUIET. Only the tiny beacons, which with a few red rays mark the exits, illuminated the corridors. The zero hour was approaching. The freshmen in the east wing were diligently searching for the knowledge which was said to be stored in their textbooks. (Well! How unusual!) The west wing (more stately abode of fortunate upperclassmen) settled down to complete its nightly guota of lesson plans. Suddenly the dark stillness was broken. Heads jerked away from the books into which they had so carefully been buried. Noise increased as books were laid aside. There was one horrible shriek. For a moment there was that terrifying silence and then, simultaneously, twenty-two doors opened and out bobbed forty-five sleepy heads. Why? Someone had discovered an innocent little mouse in her desk drawer entertaining himself by complacently gnawing on what was once an important reading unit. With a twist of the wrist, the little mousie was soon out cold. Once again those musty pages of the text books were flung open as the scholars 28 went back to work. Under the advisorship of everready-to- help, Miss Ruth, and the officers; Betty Parks, president, Charlotte Widdowson, vice-president, and Betty Brinsfield as sec¬ retary-treasurer, the association has done much that is worthwhile. Remember those Friday night parties with the S.T.C. hep- cats and their conga lines? Remember the hotdog roasts and watermelon picnics? Remember the fun we had on Sunday nights popping corn and making taffy? It was not all fun, unless you call hemming linen and serving at dinners and teas fun. Then, there were the hen sessions, as we listened to such radio programs as the Hit Parade and Inner Sanctum and the girls favorite, This is the Army. Re¬ member how proud we were to wrap bandages, thinking that to be our small share for those in service? Fun, wasn ' t it? Honestly, it is one homey organiza¬ tion, and we have had fun along with the work. Our dream of the future is to make the dorm into one big family and serve as best we can, anywhere we can.