St Josephs University - Greatonian Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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BOSTON COLLEGE SEVENTY yeors ogo, Bos- ton College come into being with on enrollment of twenty-two studentsg todoy it ronks os one of the Ieoding Cotholic educotionol institutions in the Eost Well in its second holt century of existence, the new College buildings, grocetul structures of collegiote orchitecture, stond in their picturesque setting on University l-leigtits, on environment peculiorly suited to the collegiote ond clossic ideols fostered by Boston College.

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1934 THE GREATONIAN txt G3 Jeremiah J. Collins Joseph P. Devine William J. Kane Vincent E. Flaherty Secretary President Treasurer Vice-President Class History EFORE proceeding into a lengthy recitation of the l-listory of the l93Al Class, we may as well reveal that it isn't to be a history. The title is a misnomer, used simply because it is the traditional title of the few paragraphs which are always placed before the handsome photo- graphs of the graduates. lYes, the adiective has been thoughtfully placed in the correct grammatical positionl This will not be a true history because history, in the usual sense of the term, means a story of the lives of great men, a recounting of great movements, of the evolution and advancement of civilization, and we, who are about to set forth into this cold world, have no Caesars nor Charle- magnes amongst us lor, if present, they are still a bit reticentl nor have we produced any Crusades or Revolutions. Neither can the change of some seventywfive adolescents from the blithe and irre- sponsible stage of chocolate sundae-loving youngsters to the grave and gray-beard status of college graduates be considered, even by one so biased as a class historian, as an important phase in the evolution and advancement of civilization. But to state our topic affirmatively: we shall just saunter along in a reflective, but not too serious, mood and reminisce about the four happiest years of our life, ln the good old days when we were Freshmen, lAhl what a thought'l we were naive enough to take the glowermg Sophomore: seriously, yet, at the some time, we were sufficiently inflated with our own self-importance to think that St, Joseph's College was built especially for us. Happily, by the time we were Sophomores, both of these amusing ideas had been lost' tat least, we' claim we lost' them, although we may have been freed from the latter rather gently with only a slight application of pressurel and we had awakened to the fact that we could have a grand time if we expended a little effort in our own behalf. As a result, the numerals '34 began to appear more and more frequently in the lineups of the varsity teams, on the masthead of the Hawk, on the editorial board of the Crimson and Gray, on the rolls of the Villiger Society and the Cap and Bells Club. Al' the same time, we never allowed that noble thought, to be educated and subsequently to attain a Degree, to slip completely from our minds. its reign was supreme. Of course, since we are only Thirty-five