Temple University Ambler - Amble Yearbook (Ambler, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 16 of the 1967 volume:

HIGHLIGHTS 19 6 7 Presented by the Graduating Class of 1967 Horticulture and Landscape Design Temple University, Ambler Campus Gloria Drelsbach Editor Wayne Almond Assistant Editor Lynn Holden Art Editor Paul Petri Ilo Photographer J im Black Marty Weisgold Business Managers Mr. Hans Zutter Faculty Advisor ODE TO A PLACE CALLED AMBLER I There’s a place called Ambler Campus, Just off of Meetinghouse Road; To the students who lived and died there We dedicate this Ode. 11 Have you ever heard of this campus? It’s part of Temple U. At first glance it looks like a rambling farm. And it’s definitely too bad to be true. III Besides Bright Hall and Cottage Hall Complex There's another strange building nearby; But enter only with caution. And come armed to fight the white fly. IV There is a hole where the old dorm stood And a story that tells of a fire; It Is rumored the flame was lit by Dean Fisher But the gossip is probably a liar. V There is an elderly Doctor. A master of trees and shrubs. He is often seen armed with pruners and knives. Leading a band of grubs. VI This band of grubs is a miserable lot. Bearded and ragged are they. They spend the winter swinging through trees. And dig in the dirt in May. Apples and Strawberries Written by Wayne Almond (From Raspberries, Strawberries ) A young man goes to Ambler, As every young man should. There’s something In the air of Ambler That does a young man good (cough, cough) Oh, remember all the field trips. All the places we went to— la la la la la la la la la la la la la Apples and strawberries. The good fruits we grew. Here's to the grads, who are now In their fields The ones we selI them to. Ambler nights are warm and fair And summer winds are soft; A young man tries to get some lovin'. In every field and loft. In every field and loft. Oh, remember all the field trips........ Apples and strawberries..... Ambler days are long and hot. And Ambler nights are sultry. After hours of digging potatoes A young man would rather be in poultry. Oh, remember... Apples and strawberries... An old man returns to Ambler, As every old man must; He finds Doc Swartley still in there. And his trees have turned to dust. His trees have turned to dust. Oh, remember... Apples and strawberries... Class Will To Horticulture Hall Of Fame ♦ Glen Hart—pack of unused razor blades Arthur Curtze—his entire wardrobe including his famous flannels and bermudas Marty Weisgold—an original telephone recording of Dean Fisher telling him not to come back to school Bob Warrick—his Perody's, to anyone who can stand them Mrs. Carlson—her matching set of canvas shoes and luggage Gene Martin—leaves the smell of burning rubber and a well worn record of ” I wanna go home George Manaker—his black leather jacket to the Ambler Motorcycle Club Dorrie Rosenblatt—her entire collection of beads and sunglasses John Gustavsen—leaves the battle cry of Gobbie, Gobbie to echo through the Hall of Fame Wayne Almond—a laminated copy of his class notes—all three pages of them Gary Richards—his private collection of self-portraits, the subject holding a variety of dead animals Mike Malyn—leaves his formula for success to Charlie Patterson Tom Condit—leaves still wiggling his fingers in a fond farewelI Paul Kukol — leaves his Green Thumb to Doctor Swart ley Bob Smith— leaves as quietly as he came Mr. Zutter—his philosophy for surwiwal in the world Ted GradwelI — leaves—only to come back next year Bob Clements—leaves, taking it with him Jim Black—leaves his tool locker to the Smithsonian Institute -3- Lynn Holden—leaves her set of barbells and her essay On Pulling Out Fenceposts Linda Gillingham—leaves several empty bleach bottles ♦ and her recipe for scotch and soda Paul Petri Ilo—leaves one broken camera Mrs. D—leaves—before she gets into hot water -4- CLASS PROPHECY Ted Gradwell—most likely to succeed Marty Weisgold—least likely to become a Rabbi Tom Condit—most likely to be the first to classify the flora of Vietnam Arthur Curtze—least likely to be named to the list of Ten Best Dressed Men Mrs. D—most likely to become fhe first grandmother in the Class of '67 Bob Smith—most likely to become a professional mail box pa i nter Bob Warrick—most likely to get rich quick Jim Black—most likely to be killed in a Ferrari Wayne Noss—most likely to be seen sitting on a toadstool Mike Malyn—most likely Paul Petri I lo—I ike I y enough John Gustavsen—least likely to become re-fined Mrs. Carlson—most likely to become a professional student Paul Kukol—most likely to be arrested for loitering on a street corner -5- Do you remember: Gene Martin: Boy with the Board; Guy with the cry of I wanta go home. Smooth, Cool Man from Marlboro Country. And Marty Weisgold: Marty. Big Daddy. Lend me your ear, I got a problem Lend me your shoulder, I got a tear. Joe Romeo, with the look of I'll get you yet. And ready with the comment that made you feel this big: Where did you learn to be so cool? John Gustavsen: With the hypnotic blue eyes. John,with hair enough for everybody, and about as unco I I egiate as they come. Wild, l-hate-this-place John. Bob Warrick: Goody. The tough with the tales of hot nights in Scranton. (If you should encounter a locked door, or If you forget your locker combination. Bob will help you out.) Army man, artist with a one-track mind. Bob Smith: Smitty. Smythe. A funny little guy. Always ready to administer a friendly pat. A nice, quiet, funny little guy. Paul Kukol: His presence was about as dependable as the weather. Paul—found the meaning of life standing on the corner in communion with His Boys. Paul Petri No: Horticulturist at Heart. Hardly one of the Rebels, but nevertheless, one of the group. Mrs. Dreisbach: Always ready with a good laugh. Swinger in the true sense of the word. One of the gang, a fellow conspirator. Dorrie Rosenblatt: Different. Usually bleary-eyed. Kept pretty much to herself, but one of the group. -6- Mrs. Carlson: Another one who added so much to the cross-section. If Ambler didn't make her young again, no place on earth ever will. Ted GradwelI: One of the local Boys. One of the group. Linda GiI Iingham Bird . Blondie, Friend. who shared with the other one (what was her name) the secret thoughts and desires, the agonies and ecstasies (mostly the latter) of two ferns trapped on a Settlement Farm for Wayward Boys, taking lessons from each other on How to be Cool . Wayne Noss: A nice guy. One of the flower-plantin', apple-pickin' gang. Tom Condit: A guy who should thank his at-this-point-probabIy- insane guardian angel that he lived through the summer. Mike Malyn: Professional Hobbyist. Always maintained his cool. A nice kid. And then there was Curtze (Curtz), Arthur, if you please: Packard Man. No dope; he knew the score. J im Black: With the dry sense of humor and a ready comment for everybody. Had very strong feelings about Ambler. Wayne Almond: A nice guy. Spent his spare time writing some very expressive poetry about Ambler. Bob Clements: Pipe-Puffer. Quiet. Another nice guy. Gary Richards: Not quite the type some thought he was (who was?). Hunter. Joined the Air Force second semester of sophomore year. Glen Hart: Bearded Wonder from Birdsboro. Unfortunately missed out on a very inspiring summer. He loves Ambler, too. Lynn Holden: An individualist, a poet, a little mixed up, with a good heart and soul. It would not have been the same without her. Truly, one of us. These are those who shared or not-shared the unusual experiences from September of '65 through June of '67. They were part of a unique way of life for seven weeks of the summer of '66, majoring in Group Therapy. They parted on the bitter-sweet note of See you in September . A restless, dissatisfied group—the boys, draft bait. We probably did not gain as much as we could have, academically speaking. But we certainly learned a lot about each other. It was---quite an experience. -8- 3— 8-