Samford University - Entre Nous Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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Y XVhen he passed away on September 1 the first feeling of us all was incredulity- J we couldn't believe a friend so energetic as Mr. Brewster could ever be even ill. Our second feeling was one of irreplaceable loss: Wfhat could the college do without him? the president? the faculty? the students? especially the veterans? Only later when our minds had adjusted themselves somewhat to the stunning shock of his almost sudden death could we begin to list the qualities for which we had liked and honored him. As a student in Howard College Lent Brewster had the advantage of catching the public eye and winning wide popularity by his fine career in varsity football. For fourteen years after his graduation in 1926 he traveled widely over the state as an insurance salesman and manager. Everywhere he made friends, so that when he came to Howard in 1940 as Assistant to the President he had a fine backing of goodwill to start with. His duties in Howard were so varied that he met sooner or later, and gen- erally often, every person who worked or studied in the college. As he gained expe- rience among us he palpably grew in human wisdom and in a tolerance to match the increasing dignity of his standards. Integrity was in his very nature-fairness to students, colleagues, and all who had business with the college. And he accepted his myriad duties and met the endless calls on his time day and night with astonishing patience and endurance. Loyalty like integrity was in his nature. For more than twenty years Lent Brewster was one of the most active and useful of alumni. He felt a bond with every person who ever gave an hour's time to Howard College. ' If one word could sum up what was good and fine and challenging in so good a friend it would be FAITHFULNESS-faithfulness in friendship, in his home, in his church, faithfulness to all his standards of conduct and honor, and a magnificient faithfulness to the college he loved and to which he gave the best that was in his life. V . P. P. BURNS Xlr. Brewster chatting with Dc-an Burns

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The College A s I, Wally Worm, bored out of my hole and peered around early in September I saw a semi-circle of aged white buildings, blinked my eyes and started to go back in my hole. But as I crawled about to look at things a little more my gaze fell upon some cultured men and women hard at work getting things ready for the opening of school and the arrival of the students. So I decided to stick around and see what happened. I found that these professors and staff members were al- ways willing to pause in their busy walks of life for friendly chats with students. All these things made me glad I'd stayed. I said to myself, Wally, here is a school that should be proud of its faculty. ,ffl 0 ff ,fff ,,x.,J L7 ff -j j 'eff fff 'l