Temple University School of Chiropody - Tempodian Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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TEMPODIAN Ave, Templana Twenty-one cavaliers astride Twenty one steeds as white as snow. The Castle gates are open wide. The drawbridge down, but shall we go? An untrod plain before us calls, A bare and desolate expanse. Where quicksands menace him who falls And hordes of enemies advance. hat lies beyond for us we cry And each faint heart leaps up inside. While foreign tears blind every eye As off we canter side by side. Oh. Temple, our alma mater dear. For glorious hours, we fondly yearn. We bid our farewell with a tear But with a smile we will return.

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TEMPODIAN Junior Year WITTE, THE Senior Class, have readied what seems to us to he the coveted M fl milestone, so let us pause together a few moments to look hack over the ' ground traversed, before our members separate on the various paths of life. How well I can remember September 19, 1928. the first day that we came to Temple, twenty-seven of us in all. bewildered innocent persons, wandering through the halls until at last a little placard on the wall directed us to the old anteroom. Here in this anteroom we became very well acquainted with our own class as well as those of the senior, our superiors. We learned though that pleasure was not the only purpose in life. One of the first lessons taught us was that school spirit works collectively, so on October 1st we organized, choosing Paul Ridinger. President; Abner Robinson. Vice-President; Marshall Seaton. Treasurer; and Margaret Ruhiman. Secretary. October might have been termed an epoch month for on the 28th we held our Junior-Senior class party. We will never forget Gertie’s hose, the butter on Yoder's suit, or Jack Start .el's speech, which can only be surpassed by Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address! These are only a few of the incidents which make our first affair remain with us as a pleasant memory. Mid-year examinations made some remarkable revelations, however it made all of us see the more serious side of our chosen profession. After mid-years we were told that we were to occupy the new clinic on the north side of Buttonwood Street; this was a great surprise to us, and we rejoiced in that we were to have a building we could call our own, and one which any school might be proud of. However, there was that feeling of regret when we thought of abandoning the old clinic and anteroom where we had had such fun, as—l.ippy's impersonations, match fires on Kerr’s shoes, close harmony among all the members of both classes, etc. We found though that we still might use our beloved clinic, even though it were dismantled, and many happy times were spent—throwing a rubber ball over a water pipe close to the ceiling, or at handball tournaments on Friday afternoon, in the latter the pair. Bieler and Wagner, worked beautifully together. Time passed quickly, this last semester of our school year, and soon we were preparing for final examinations in real earnestness. On the 28th of May we were finished with school, and most of us left for home that week-end. This did not make us forget all about school, for we had yet to receive our grades from the last examinations which were sent to us at home during the summer. Thus ended the first year of our journey towards graduation and the ultimate aim- a profession. Twenty-six