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

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THE CLINICAL STAFF C. GORDON ROWE. B.S.. D.S.C. THEODORE A. ENGEL, D.S.C. ANTHONY RAMPULLA. D.S.C. EMIL M. CHRIST. D.S.C. DIRECTOR REGISTRAR REGISTRAR REGISTRAR CORRECTIVE DEPARTMENT Ida Baker. D.S.C. Frank Bossle, D.S.C. lames Cucinotta, D.S.C. Joseph Cush. D.S.C. Ray E. Dougherty. D.S.C. Catherine Fritz, D.S.C. G. Elmer Harlord, D.S.C. Joseph Holstein. D.S.C. Joseph Horowitz, D.S.C. Mary Kelly, D.S.C. Charles Krausz, D.S.C. Arthur Rappaport, D.S.C. 14 Marie Leahy, D.S.C. John Mitchell, D.S.C. Margaret Moore. D.S.C. Robert Morrison. D.S.C. Richard Oestreich, D.S.C. George Oestreich, D.S.C. David Redlus, D.S.C. John Sharp, D.S.C. John Slater. D.S.C. Ethel Slaw, D.S.C. Joseph Strange. D.S.C. -Roentgenology

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THEODORE A. ENGEL, D.S.C. Instructor in Chiropody JACQUES P. GUEQUIERRE, M.S., M.D. Professor of Dermatology JOHN ROYAL MOORE ARTHUR K. LIEBERKNIGHT. Ph.G., B.S. A.B., M.D., F.A.C.S. Instructor in Bacteriology Professor of Chiropodial Orthopedics FACULTY HARRY G. CORNFELD. Ph.G. Instructor in Materia Medica FOSTER MATCHETT. M.D. Assistant Professor of Chiropodial Orthopedics BARTON R. YOUNG. M.D. Professor of Roentgenology FRANK N. R. BOSSLE, Ph.G., D.S.C. Instructor in Chemistry HARRY KAUFFMAN, D.S.C. Instructor in Anatomy 13

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HISTORY SENIOR CLASS TIME dulls memory's keenness, hence, it is the purpose of this brief and somewhat inaccurate history to recall some of the important episodes and incidents which occurred during our invasion of Temple. If this history brings back recollections of friendships made, battles won and lost, and pleasures of our association, your historian will feel repaid. September 26, 1934, found a typical freshman class of sixty-eight members, composed of outlanders from all regions as well as natives. Still, it wasn't long before alliances were made and roommates picked. Mid-years came—as we feared they would, and went—as mid-years seem to. To some, they proved the value of long hours of study. To others, they warned of the pitfails ahead. Perhaps the most important thing about our first mid-years was the informal class meeting at Eddie's after they were over. Despite our worries, we had side-splitting entertainment between classes. When we are old practitioners, memories of Speizman's speeches, Katz' act, Himles’ stooging, and other types of class meetings will linger with us. Coming of age, we organized under the following: Joe Volkman. President; Max Speizman, Vice-President; Bernie Katz, Treasurer; Harley Hunsicker. Student Council; Mary Reineberg, Recording Secretary; Gladys LaWall. Corresponding Secretary. Doctor Krausz accepted the post of Class Adviser. But soon our organization was disrupted. Joe was forced to leave and Vice-President Speizman took over the gavel, which he held until commencement. Freshman Hop glorified the Broadwood on March 15th. Other classes were there, but for us it was OUR dance—tricky programs with couples' names— Cooky's party at Palumbo's afterward' -Gladys eating six chickens. Late spring—first dose of Philadelphia hot weather—field trip to Sharpe Dohme's Labs at Glenoldyn—sunbaths—spotting Hoby watching the A's and Phils lose games—beer at Smith's—CRAMMING. But did we cram enough? Those anxious days until Jim Farley's Men in Grey brought the thick envelope with the registration cards. Mrs. Moore's way of telling us we passed. September— Who’s missing? -- Tough. Quick elections—Hal Fenster-macher now Vice-President, Art Sharpe in Student Council, and Lou Preziosi endowed with the Historian's Pen. After we astounded the faculty with our ideas on various subjects at the mid-years, we picked up our knives and entered the dissection room (for our stiff'' course) and the clinic. Which was worse—the shuddery sensation when you first lifted your portion of a cadaver, or the lost feeling as you started on your first patient? Valentine's Day saw the Warwick utilized for the Junior Prom. The entertainers were good, but Casey Walsh was better. Wonder where he is? Winter passed—floods came—outlanders didn't know whether they had a home to rsturn to or not. Speizman swam home, while Reiter and Markel chopped up their pianos. Then baseball. First practice ended with Brosius battling a gang from the Ridge. (He looked good in that bandage.) But we won the class championship, 16