Temple University Ambler - Amble Yearbook (Ambler, PA)

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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.

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 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

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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...