Simmons College - Microcosm Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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md ross ndexing pcncilsAprofessionals at last! Qui viva? Stencils became the password . . . A gold medal to Mrs. Prout for action above and beyond the call of duty. Man of the hour . . . I-I. XV. Wilson. I learned the tricks of the trade. NVhen asked for a copy of Plato's Rcflzibliv, I no longer asked, K'XVho Wrote it? I became groomed for my ever-demanding public . . . approachable . . . imaginative . . . poised. I learned to resist temptation . . . never, oh, never would I tell a patron to go to the Dickens Qsectionj. Cataloging . . . What would be the author entry for a thrice married woman who wrote ten books under her maiden name, hfteen under the name of her second husband, and was planning to get Pilgri1zz'x Progress? Visits . . . so that's where the books are in BPL . . . a rose to Winchester for realizing that librarians are people who also like to eat . . . And remember when 1280-oops, 020- was revived? New cure for insomnia . . . counting library pamphlets instead of sheep. Worst penalty for violating the honor code . . . Writing ALA one hundred times. Remember analyzing the community? I remember, I remember so many things that make me want to wish the staff and my fellow students a life of helth, welrh, and jolity . . . a la Dui. married again? Classification . . . now we go beyond the title page. Does Grounds for living go with books on divorce courts or landscape gardening? Reference . . . where, oh, where is Christ of the Andes? . . . did the King of Siam actually send President Lincoln that gift of elephants? Book selection . . . will it be F0rc'z'cr Amber or Trade lists and CBI's are ligbt reading for S. Adams, I. Stein. Miss L601ltl1'd,S diligent disciples bard at work. I27I

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Kenneth R. Shafer, Director of School of Library Science Research is second nature to G. Klmribian and B. Griggs. I 26 Culture, Cutulogues, My name is Debby-D as in Dui, and people often tell me I'm in a class by myself. It's hard to believe that I've hnally reached the end, or perhaps only the beginning, of my struggles. I can still remember freshman year. I first embraced Library Science at College Opp when I suddenly Woke up to hear Mr. Shaffer mention something about salaries. But realizing that a college freshman should look for higher ideals, I thought it fit to conjure up some less tangible and more aesthetic motivations. I went to see Mr. Shaffer. There are at least six advantages to the library held . . .H These I promptly memorized and now recite as glibly as he. Then came three carefree years of pure, un- adulterated culture . . . economics . . . sociology . . . psychology . . . and the trying task of in- doctrinating skeptic friends in the virtues of Library Science . . . There are six definite advantages . . .Y I admit I had moments of doubt in those under- graduate years when I looked into a certain corner of Library A, but I preserved my ideals and went on. The fun didn't really begin until I was a senior . . . one big student-faculty family, P slips and red

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As a very naive freshman, I, Nellie Nightingale, had no doubts about my future. I didn't want mink, I didn't want sable. All I wanted was a crisp whit-e uniform, a White Dutch-style cap, a tiny blue and gold pin, and a chance to be a noble woman. So in due time, I enrolled in the School of Nursing. The five year plan at Simmons, I thought, would give me the liberal arts subjects that I wanted and felt were necessary to round out my professional training. It was in my freshman year that I first came in con- tact with evolution, classification, and the physical characteristics of that complicated mechanism . . . A White Ca my very own rat. And then, of course, I also had those liberal arts courses that I thought were neces- sary to round out my professional training . . . Rats, Lice and History . . . weekly themes, Social Studies. Then came hour upon hour spent in the chemistry, bacteriology, anatomy, and physics laboratories where I learned about the physical and emotional characteristics of another very complicated organism . . . the human being. Never, oh never, will I ever forget the adventures I had in Foods and Nutrition whipping up such delicacies as a splendid watercress salad. Sophomore year was broadening indeed. Mr. Stearns and Physics . . . Dr. Harley and Child Development . . . Mr. Johnson and Introduction to Sociology . . . Physiology . . . Physiology . . . and more Physiology. Eight weeks at Evans . . -. daily trips to the Massachusetts General Hospital . . . principles and practices of nursing and pharmacology . . . a lesson in applied psychology . . . trying to convince a patient to swallow a nasty tasting medicine. With junior year came constant trips to the Health Office for injections galore. I became immune to P. Ryan and A. Schaefer see that things get done in the Nursing Lab. Mr. Ricloarrlson raises the ques- tion of evolution. E281