Temple University School of Dentistry - Odontolog Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Sntrobuctton N preparation of this work tlie editor has endeavored to record a correct history of the Class of 1909, together with a brief history of the Philadelphia Dental College and the Garretson Hospital of Oral Surgery. The reader can readily understand that it would be impossible to chronicle in a volume of this size all of the events that have taken place during our three years of college life; however, we have tried to recall a great deal of the more pleasant and some of the more serious and strenuous parts of our associations at the good old P. D. C. 1 wish to express my appreciation for the valuable assistance given by the members of the efficient editorial staff. They have worked harmoniously and conscientiously and our relations have been such that they have added to my already long list the memory of another pleasant college association. We also take this opportunity to extend our thanks to other members of the class who have contributed valuable material, and now, in presenting this book, the products of our labor, to all those whose love for the old class is such as to prompt them to peruse its pages, we realize that although our lack of experience may alford much criticism, we believe that you will kindly throw the mantle of charity over all errors and view its contents, not too critically, but cherish it as a record of memories that will be dear to us all in the years to come. As previously suggested, it has been our aim to portray principally the lighter and brighter part of our three-year struggle for our sheepskins, and in so doing we expose the amusing peculiarities of many of our classmates. While it has not been our intention to offend, nevertheless we have considered it our duty to adhere to the truth at all times, and in relating some of the incidents that have transpired the “truth may place some in a ridiculous light. However, if you have been so honored as to be the victim of a friendly joke, do not blame the editors for the fact that has brought von to such prominence, but join in the laugh and accept it in the spirit in which it is given, “with love for all and malice towards none.” And now that our college days are over and we must leave our “Alma Mater and go out into the world as men to fight the battle of life that must come to us all,—if at any future moment a glance through these pages and a renewal of the memories they recall should be of service or give encouragement to any of the Old Class, then we shall feel well repaid for our efforts. “Let fate do her worst, there are relics of joy. Bright dreams of the past which she cannot destroy; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that jov used to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories filled. Like the vase in which roses have once been distilled; You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will cling to it still.” ERNEST WALLER MOREY. Editor-in-Chief. 7